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mijanAnd dammit, I just got the Wuzzles theme song stuck in my head. WTF, self?
Okay, so randomness. First, most of you are familiar with icanhascheezburger.com. (If you're not, I'm taking back your geek card.) Therefore, most of you are familiar with Teh Bukkit. Well, yesterday, we got a delivery of these high-test buckets that are used for storing hazardous chemicals and the stuff from chemical spills. Expensive buckets with fancy lids. The idiots who bought them left them outside our chemical storage shed, and left without making sure we got them. By the time I got the message that the buckets had been delivered and went outside to find them, someone had taken my buckets. Oh yes, it was tragic. And so I spent part of the afternoon searching the campus for them. And all I could think was, "NOOOO! Dey took mah BUKKITS!" and "I am the LOLrus, coo-coo-ka-choo."
Yeah.
Second, I'm making a concerted effort to get back in shape. I mean REALLY back in shape. I'm weight-lifting again, and even if I never get my bench press back up to my old max (215 pounds, oh yeah!), I want to get to the point where I feel confident on the bench. A max of 180 would make me happy. I ran four miles last night, and my knee didn't hurt as much as it used to, so maybe building back up gradually is good rehab. I'm mixing up my workouts with the rowing machine, the climbing wall (love that thing), the stair climber, the elliptical, and swimming. I want to get my body fat back down to about 12%. I feel healthy and energetic when I'm in shape, and it's just FEELS good. This is for me, nobody else. I'm turning 30 in less than a year, and I don't want to let myself believe that getting older means I have to get old. Not me.
And finally... my Star Trek Big Bang fic posts tomorrow. I'm so excited AND so nervous! The fic is going to be hosted on a page off of my LJ so that it can all be read in one continuous piece, but it'll be a direct link from here that will feel a bit like an LJ cut, and the page has been set up to resemble my LJ scheme. The link at the bottom of the page will take you back to my LJ to comment. I think it's a really good setup, and I'm happy with it. I can't believe I'm so nervous about this fic.
And as soon as that posts, I can finally relax and begin working on my next fic! :D
Okay, so randomness. First, most of you are familiar with icanhascheezburger.com. (If you're not, I'm taking back your geek card.) Therefore, most of you are familiar with Teh Bukkit. Well, yesterday, we got a delivery of these high-test buckets that are used for storing hazardous chemicals and the stuff from chemical spills. Expensive buckets with fancy lids. The idiots who bought them left them outside our chemical storage shed, and left without making sure we got them. By the time I got the message that the buckets had been delivered and went outside to find them, someone had taken my buckets. Oh yes, it was tragic. And so I spent part of the afternoon searching the campus for them. And all I could think was, "NOOOO! Dey took mah BUKKITS!" and "I am the LOLrus, coo-coo-ka-choo."
Yeah.
Second, I'm making a concerted effort to get back in shape. I mean REALLY back in shape. I'm weight-lifting again, and even if I never get my bench press back up to my old max (215 pounds, oh yeah!), I want to get to the point where I feel confident on the bench. A max of 180 would make me happy. I ran four miles last night, and my knee didn't hurt as much as it used to, so maybe building back up gradually is good rehab. I'm mixing up my workouts with the rowing machine, the climbing wall (love that thing), the stair climber, the elliptical, and swimming. I want to get my body fat back down to about 12%. I feel healthy and energetic when I'm in shape, and it's just FEELS good. This is for me, nobody else. I'm turning 30 in less than a year, and I don't want to let myself believe that getting older means I have to get old. Not me.
And finally... my Star Trek Big Bang fic posts tomorrow. I'm so excited AND so nervous! The fic is going to be hosted on a page off of my LJ so that it can all be read in one continuous piece, but it'll be a direct link from here that will feel a bit like an LJ cut, and the page has been set up to resemble my LJ scheme. The link at the bottom of the page will take you back to my LJ to comment. I think it's a really good setup, and I'm happy with it. I can't believe I'm so nervous about this fic.
And as soon as that posts, I can finally relax and begin working on my next fic! :D
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Date: 2009-10-29 03:41 pm (UTC)I have to find a fitness program that I can start making some gains slowly. I've never run four miles in my life, and likely never will due to my asthma, but I've certainly biked it. I'd like to bike it again.
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Date: 2009-10-29 03:55 pm (UTC)And I can understand how certain physical shortcomings might slow you down a bit, but I have faith that you can go as far as you'd like to go. It just takes careful training, and building up to it. The better physical condition I'm in, the less my asthma affects me. Mine is mild anyway, but even then, being healthy helps. It improves overall lung function AND oxygen efficiency. :)
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Date: 2009-10-29 04:28 pm (UTC)It's these illnesses. Every time I get close to climbing the exercise horse again, i get sick. It's kicking my butt. I have a bike I really want to ride, and I want to swim, but crap.
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Date: 2009-10-29 04:42 pm (UTC)Prednisone... are there other alternatives?
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Date: 2009-10-29 04:53 pm (UTC)Fortunately, I don't have to take prednisone all the time now, because of a recombinant DNA drug called Xolair that blocks IgE. It only works against my allergic asthma, though, and when I get sick, I still have to go on ghastly high levels of prednisone to breathe.
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Date: 2009-10-29 04:57 pm (UTC)