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Things That Really Aggravated Me This Month

July 25, 2012 Leave a comment

For years, I was very easily aggravated by even the slightest provocation.  And I’m not sure if it’s a function of getting older, or some sort of maturing process, or just becoming wiser, but for the most part, a lot of things don’t bother me any more.  Too many items in the express lane, not using a turn signal…things that used to make me irate no longer do.  I think at some point, I realized that about 92% of the country is dangerously dumb, so I have a lot more tolerance.  That being said, I have a few observations about things I’ve encountered over the past week that managed to, at the very least, perturb me enough to express them in blog format. Read more…

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Why I Don’t Go to the Gym

July 16, 2012 Leave a comment

My exercise regimen during this pre-midlife crisis get-in-shape extravaganza that I’ve embarked on has been limited solely to bike riding.  Well, I guess not solely.  I went out and played soccer one day (and by “playing” soccer, I mean I kicked a ball around for awhile and also chased some balls that I kicked over the fence).  I’ve taken several leisurely kayaking trips on my dad’s lake.  Oh, and I did some ab exercises from this app I downloaded to my iPad.  One of those ones where a woman in the best shape of anyone you’ve ever seen demonstrates how to do the exercises, then you try to do them and end up in the same position a dog assumes when you rub its belly. Read more…

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The Puko’s World Guide to Exercising

July 8, 2012 Leave a comment

I got on a scale this morning and found that I’m at my lowest weight since grad school.  I don’t know what my exact weight was in grad school, but I distinctly remember getting a physical at a free clinic in Dallas, TX in late summer 1996 as a pre-requisite for a job and being shocked when they told me what I weighed.  I’m now significantly under that weight and within four pounds of the weight at which I told myself I could get a #3 at McDonald’s for the first time in ten years.  So things are going well.  Looking at myself sans shirt, I’ve clearly gone from completely disgusting to mildly revolting, so that’s progress. Read more…

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