GlibFit 4.0 – Coronavirus Edition XLVIII: Check Your Brain
Last week I asked you all what shape you want to be in for bikini season. A little more seriously, have you given some thought to what you want to achieve through fitness? Is it about your physique? Is it for your mental health? Are you on a more level emotional keel when you exercise regularly? What is your “why” to exercise? No doubt there will be some snark in the comments. So, if you don’t want to share it here, take a moment to honestly answer these questions for yourself.
I came to my answer by examining how regular exercise affects me and how failing to exercise does too. For me, regular exercise first thing in the morning is a keystone habit. Getting up before 5 AM and “getting to it” sets the tone for my day. I accomplish something before I even eat breakfast. Lifting days give me a particular feeling of accomplishment. I can’t fully explain the feeling. I notice the small gains. Compare my progress from where I started. And just generally feel good to have pushed some iron or myself around.
Conditioning days are a different type of challenge. Getting out of breath but pushing on just a little more is usually my goal. Noticing I ran a bit farther or jumped a little longer is the thrill in it for me. Usually, the scale also rewards me for my effort.
Whatever I did that day, in an odd way, the rest of the day doesn’t matter. If a crappy client calls to be crappy to me, I still lifted that morning. Opposing counsel can be a royal pain in the ass but I still went running. No matter what happens, I already achieved something that day. Not incidentally, my eating is generally on the mark when I exercise.
But more often things do go well. My day at work started on time. My mornings, in particular, are more productive. I may be kidding myself, but I feel like I execute better.
My nights generally go better as well. By the time I get home I’m ready to eat and get to bed. My sleep is definitely better when I work out. I usually get enough sleep unless you Late Night Glibs™ are particularly interesting (and that happens too often damn it!)
I can’t say days I skip are the polar opposite, but they are “sloppy.” My day may or may not start on time, my patience is a little thinner, and my eating is less likely to be what it should be.
So, what say you GlibFitters? Why do you exercise?
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I’m having a good laugh watching Uncle Joe’s administration trying to deal with Covid-19. Don’t get me wrong, I think this “crisis” is way overblown. I’m just taking JoJo at his word about how important it is.
As I recall, El Presidente ran on the importance of opening schools and following the science. Sorry, I meant SCIENCE! This article puts the lie to that. Apparently opening 50% plus one school just one day a week is the same as opening schools. It also turns out when the CDC Director is discussing public health policy, in her official capacity, about an issue of enormous public interest, she’s just speaking her personal capacity.
Uncle Joe and Aunt Kamala campaigned on their plan to address Covid-19. In a surprise to no one reading this, just two days after getting sworn in Uncle Joe told us nothing can change Covid-19’s path for the next several months. Trump was a lying sack of shit. I don’t have the words to categorize what Biden is. What’s American for an order of magnitude higher than liar?
I’m sure this is being excused because Joe cares a lot.
I knew this administration would blow chunks, but I did not expect it to be so far South of Heaven.
On topic, do any of you science types have any reliable information on vaccine efficacy? I have been reading some stuff like this that makes me think the vaccines are not nearly as effective as advertised.
I keep a tight schedule during the work week, highly organized, and walk a good 5 miles a day. We also climb, crawl and otherwise, aerobic workouts all day every day,
140lb. Winning!
I ride (when the weather permits) because I enjoy it, Being able to climb a hill that crushed you before gives real proof that you’re getting better. Weight hit a new low for the year (but not the first goal weight… yet), and I managed a new personal best average power in the last spin class (226 average watts for 45 minutes, average of 90 RPM, average speed of 23 MPH).
Currently trying to map out new long routes to ride since my old goals (two breweries over in Willoughby) both didn’t make it through the lockdowns. I’ve got one just over 50 miles mapped out, with only about 1,000 feet of climb with a 5% grade max (most of it is along a towpath, so it’ll need the hybrid bike).
I admire you younger guys, I can walk an up and down DGC, but riding like you do? Bravo!
I walked to the fridge to get a refill on the Mr & Mrs T’s.
And back!!
Slow down. We don’t want you to pull a muscle.
Just takes time to build up the endurance. There’s people older then me who ride further distances faster then me.
and older DG players that crush me, very encouraging actually,
Cheers!
one thing that really changed for me was firmness as my testosterone withers away: the firmer your butt, the easier to stay in the saddle
most of the contact doesn’t really require much springiness, but doing some squats or something might help
I lost my cute ass in the last few years, kind of depressing, chicks loved me in 501s,
age, dammit!
Have 501s moved on from their “dad jeans” period and become hip again?
The scourge of Male Pattern Ass Loss (MPAL).
So that’s the acronym? Huh.
Apparently, I contracted MPAL prior to my 20th birthday. :-/
I thought it was a side effect of that prescription drug. “Ask your doctor if Noacetol is right for you!”
There’s a reason you don’t skimp on the bike shorts. 🙂
I’ve only bought the best for 20 years
but the best me of the past 20 years ain’t around no mo
-1 my Ass
+1 spanks
Don’t forget the Chamois Butter.
Get a cyclocross bike.
Chafed!
Great article! The ‘why’ is such an important question.
I train for a lot of reasons. Being stronger means being harder to kill, particularly important as I’m seeing 50 receding into the distance! It’s critical for my melon, too. I am much more level when I work out consistently and, like you, my food is much more on point. A better physique is a nice bonus.
My biggest reason, though, is a practical one. Outdoor adventures are a huge part of my family life. I never, ever want to have to pass on a cool hike or fishing trip with my kids (or eventually grandkids) because I’m too fucking feeble. I want to live strong and then drop dead.
This week was a good one. Walked at least 4 miles every day (even in stupidly cold temps), lifted MWF and played 90 minutes of hockey on Friday. Steady as she goes!
Have a great week, GlibFitters! Get after it.
Nice Raconteurs reference, Tundra.
BP do you have a successor series to Secret Nazi President under way?
I have lots of notes, but…
Actually, that’s a good point. I have a lazy Sunday in front of me. Maybe I should do something.
Whatever you have in mind, I’m looking forward to it.
Thanks for sharing your why Tundra. Except of the outdoor adventures part, that’s pretty much my motivation.
Some simple things that can help, Stand up Straight!
Sit up straight in your chair,
Tuck in your gut actively, so it becomes second nature
get some sleep, Churchill thrived on 90 minute naps, try it, if possible
Drink more water, I drink at least 9 bottles a day, even in Winter, keeps you flowing, eliminating the deadly toxins,
/M Tyson
This article always drops around dinnertime. 🙁
Design?
On the plus side, the Borscht was delicious, and I just have to figure out how to store it for future meals, because there’s way too much.
I also need tof igure out what to do with half a head of cabbage that didn’t go into the soup.
these guys can help,
take the easy way,throw it in the trash!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_fdQgESYSt8
I’ve had all of one bowl of soup.
I am nopt going to throw out the rest of the pot.
the Cabbage, not the food, good God Man,
cheers!
Slaw.
https://www.seriouseats.com/2014/06/five-coleslaw-variations.html
The “mustardy slaw” was a big hit when I brought it to a cook-out.
that’s a great article
Friends from GA are in town and sampling the local fare. Memphis barbecue is tomatoey, not vinegar or mustard, and slaw on the sandwich is standard. The best combo for me is a hotter sauce with all the sweetness coming from the slaw’s mayo, carrots, and apple; all slaw components should be ground down to near liquid with only the texture of the cabbage remotely competing with the barbecue per se for feel.
Local hot chicken place up here does a nice light slaw that’s a vinegar base with cabbage and apples.
Those all deserve further investigation. Thanks for sharing slumbrew.
Thanks for the article. i really like slaw and make a variation of the vinegar recipe, but I’ll try out some of the others listed.
Cole slaw. Or probably more appealing this time of year, my late MIL’s tortellini soup from the Glibs Thanksgiving recipe collection.
Slaw is the fricking bomb. I love all variations. Last night I made fish tacos and did a very simple cabbage, apple cider vinegar, lime, cilantro and salt and pepper slaw. Finished the last of it with grilled chicken just now.
You eat on Retired People Time?
Of all people, someone who gets up as early as you should understand. My whole schedule is morning shifted to match my work schedule.
and a Good Mornin’ to ya U!
I eat around 5:30, and even that’s early.
We have dinner after 9:15 Monday thru Thursday. The lectures end at 6:15–but it’s pacific time.
Are we talking about southern “dinner”, which most call lunch? Or dinner, what southerners call “supper”?
Is that a southern thing or a rural thing?
My grandma, who grew up on a farm halfway between Columbus and Cleveland called them dinner and supper.
Can confirm, I hear lunch called dinner a lot and it’s always the farmers/rural folk.
I’ve lived in the midwest and the deep south. I’ve heard “dinner” used for the noon time meal in both places, but more commonly in the south.
My family used dinner and supper pretty much interchangeably when I was growing up.
Germans eat their big meal around our lunch time, FWIW. “Supper” is just cold cuts and stuff.
Me, the evening meal was always “supper”. “Dinner” was something high-falutin’ people engaged in.
I encountered two variants in the Midwest. The more common variant was Breakfast-Lunch-Supper. The less common variant was Breakfast-Dinner-Supper.
It was always breakfast-lunch-dinner around where I grew up. we’d heard of the term ‘supper’ but it was never used to describe an actual meal.
The cops around here discourage shooting at runaway dogs. Better just to go after them on foot.
“I knew this administration would blow chunks, but I did not expect it to be so far South of Heaven.”
It’s worse than you expected? What planet are you living on?
Sorry my disdain for the current President didn’t meet your linguistic needs.
Couldn’t help but notice you didn’t offer any answer.
Hey Chafed, it’s Sunday. Chill out and have a drink. I didn’t reply to that statement. I replied to this statement:
“I knew this administration would blow chunks, but I did not expect it to be so far South of Heaven.”
*** from the dead thread; I know a little about this, so it’s at the cool Glib level we share all the time, so re-posting ***
a few thoughts that might or might not apply
a) Spot prices shouldn’t matter to a buyer (factory) with futures in hand: those must be satisfied and delivered as a matter of securities law. Little retail people have no savior but their PUC, but a futures contract is a sacred thing in the oil field and at the SEC. I would expect your plant to be taking delivery on NG it bought at $2 a year ago.
b) I bet your actual delivery is very close to the futures base price: hell, you’re on the way to Erath and might even save someone several hundred miles’ pumping.
c) Most American NG is wet: full of various hydrocarbon liquids and even water, so the first thing you’ve got to do right off the wellhead is dry it off, and that starts by, get this, cooling it below subterranean temps. First you get the water off at high pressure, then the rest of the dinosaur juice off at low pressure, then you run to the compressor and pump on down the line. Thus endeth the “upstream” portion of the business. What this leads me to guess is that the delivery problem with NG has nothing to do with “production” temperatures; it may be real and it may be demand or logistics, but the wells are on balance doing what they were planned to do in February. This is not anyone’s first rodeo or winter.
d) The well ges paid by the midstream boys for dry NG by the BTU. MM is old school for a million, so, say, $3/MMBTU. Most NG comes in at 1,000 BTU per cubic foot, so some folks will talk price as $3 per MCF (thousand cubic feet) really the same thing within a percent, but not the legal thing.
very interesting, thanks for that, is there any adjustment based on actual BTU per cubic ft.? CO is about 880 per, while CA is about 1060 last I looked,
adjustment based on actual BTU per cubic ft
Absolutely: upstream gets paid by the BTU as measured less penalty for any wetness less pumping cost to Erath.
Oil (West Texas Intermediate) is paid for delivery to Cushing OK. NG spot is for delivery to the Henry Hub in Erath LA.
Most commodities are tested for acceptance at least some in the logistics from production to delivery. For pork bellies, corn, NG, cotton, you name it: it’s gotta check out. When you pull your truck onto the scales at the grain elevator, they run a tube into the trailer and take a sample; the lab assesses quality and moisture, and your batch gets a rate based on its comparison to the standard; only then are you paid for your net weight.
Steers and tobacco are often bought privately by field judges who assess the stock right in the barn; I wouldn’t guess how much of those businesses are actually traded on boards like Chicago.
Cotton’s a whole nuther thang. You’ve probably heard redneck gray beards like me use these terms to grade how our day was going:
Middling Fair
Strict Good Middling
Good Middling
Strict Middling
Middling
Strict Low Middling
Strict Good Ordinary
Good Ordinary
So a batch that is “fair to middlin” is quite nice; the fiber is strong and white with little trash. Fair comes from the ancient English some of us Southerners still speak, meaning more like fine or excellent or, frankly, sexually, unbesmirched and virginal.
With cotton, for example, judges are the kingfish of the industry; getting certified and experience is a big deal. Many of you
I use fair to Middlin all the time, it confuses people, thanks a bunch for the info,
The More You Know,
I wouldn’t guess how much of those businesses are actually traded on boards like Chicago.
Commodities trading sets a ballpark for pricing, as well as planning and hedging for the producer. My agricultural finance prof would hammer home that a commodities producer wasn’t avoiding risk by staying out of the financial markets but was assuming it.
Well, I did the math on an envelope and calculated the trivial result.
I didn’t find the annual volume, but lets say that 50k contracts (a recently daily low) are traded daily against the Henry Hub. A contract is 10k MMBTU; a MMBTU is 1000CF. And daily production runs around 80BCF.
So I got 500BCF traded daily against 80BCF produced, or a velocity of 7 trades per day per cubic foot.
So I still don’t know how much production volume is directly bought and sold via the boards, but the boards account for 700% of production. Which reminds me of the old saw about how economists have predicted seven of the last four recessions.
Thanks for the info. Does propane tend to mirror NG, or OIL prices?
In this case, I’m sure it’s a reflection, and follows NG/Oil prices, think about it…
I’m not sure; I’ll do some research. NG is mostly methane . . . from the ground and as cleaned and sold.
Most petrochemicals arrive one of three ways: they are built up from methane (chained), fractionally distilled from oil or NG stock as part of normal separations, or cracked from longer alkanes, so production at any one given operation is a function of what’s on hand . . . kind of like making a pizza. Propane is exactly like methane, but it’s built on a chain of three carbons instead of methane’s one; most of organic chemical production is simply about adding or subtracting or arranging carbons and the various radicals that one might saturate them with. That’s where everything from gasoline to freon comes from.
I’m sure OMWC should be the one to tell all this. I have the engineer’s grasp; I’m good at chemistry compared to most, but I’m academically incompetent compared to, say, my son, who is a graduate chemist and has worked in the business.
Yes, I was aware that propane could be a byproduct of NG extraction, or a product of the petrochemical industry, but have no idea what is the dominant source, or price driver. I guess I’ll find out when I fill my 250 gal tank next month!
I guess the short answer is that it’s probably directly related to methane because that’s the source or stock involved most of the time (probably almost no one sitting on a pile of decane they need to get rid of).
ok, thanks.
My supplier told me that the best time to buy it was the end of May as that was typically when supplies were highest. With propane it’s generally a demand thing.
I haven’t worked out in a long time, and I know I need to. 2 heart attacks by age 40 (fucking defective liver) should be enough motivation, and in good times it is, but the depression of winter 19-20 never left. Covid hit just as that darkness was lifting, and hurled me back in the dark. Haven’t really been out of it since. The last year was almost as bad as 95 for me.
A year after my second heart attack (2017) I was as light as I was when I was in high school in the early 90s. I was rowing 4 days a week, and running 2 days a week. I felt fucking great. Hell, I was even being checked out by college chicks with a daddy complex. Now I’m about as heavy as I’ve ever been and feel like shit almost all of the time. Things need changing.
college chicks with a daddy complex
Just don’t jog by SMU and you’ll be fine.
/still bent
^^ this.
/being married at the time made it more amusing than anything else
I want to hear more about the college chicks with a daddy complex.
One of the absolute most smoking’ girls I’ve ever seen was riding in my uber. College chick at UK. A fucking smoke show if I’ve ever seen one. She was the third wheel in the group I picked up. When we got to where we were going, she invited me in with her to “hang out for a while.”
Being married hurt that day.
Anybody know where I can find some college chicks with grand-daddy issues, asking for a friend?
Drive Uber in a college town. You’ll find them. It’s not even that hard.
Sounds like a good way to spend my golden years, thanks for the tip!
Yup. I’m taking notes. Any other advice Muzzled Woodchipper?
Update your Viagra prescription?
Cialis™.
My French cousins don’t call it le weekend for nothing. ;-)
“Ask your doctor if Cialis™ is right for you.”
“Hey doc! Is Cialis™ right for me?”
“I dunno — do you wanna bang your spouse all weekend long at random and potentially inopportune times?”
“Yeah!”
“Well, then, it’s right for you.”
“inopportune times”, I don’t get that with Viagra, I’ll ask my Dr about Cialis!
I confess – my greatest motivation to exercise and diet is to try to get my body to look better. At this point in the winter, though – and with as few people as I see even at work – it’s hard to keep up my motivation. Of course, now I have another motivation: lowering my cholesterol before my doc puts me on a med with more side effects than primary effects.
I’d be lying if I said that being able to fit into some of my favorite clothes again wasn’t a motivation as well.
If I keep gaining weight, I’ll grow out of my favorite clothes, and Fuck that….
I’m up to 140 now, all in my waist, I can’t afford to buy new clothes,
There is nothing wrong with looking better being your motivation. Just use it to keep going. You know full well that you will get the health benefits too.
It is within your rights to simply take the prescription from your doc and decide whether or not you want it. I was prescribed SSRIs a few years ago, and after further research, decided I just wasn’t gonna take ’em. My GP was a bit taken aback, but after listening to my rationale, he said he didn’t have a problem with my choice.
In the event, the reason I supposedly needed ’em faded away over the following few months.
Thanks! So far, his advice is to “work on diet & exercise” until next year’s check-up, so I have lots of time. One thing I’ve done is started taking a fish oil supplement. (Tom T. was already taking it, along with a plethora of other dietary supplements.)
I got back into semi-regular exercise during the pandemic (rowing ever other day) and have been pleased by some near-effortless weight loss.
Now I just don’t want to break the chain…
On the rare occasions where I’ve rowed before work, I’ve felt great, but I’m just not going to bed early enough these days to accomplish an early wake-up. Perhaps that’ll be my next goal.
Rowing is the best exercise.
Fuck that, Disc Golf, perfect for the Old and infirm,
Disc Golf is okay. Though while I’d say it’s good for moving around, it’s not really exercise.
Reminds me of a rant I read online a while back about if yoga was an exercise. The guy went off that you burn more calories washing dishes then doing yoga, and while yoga could have benefits, it didn’t count as exercise.
Depends on the flavor of yoga. I’ve been to some yoga sessions that kicked my butt. (Disclaimer: I have a pretty low threshold of butt-kick.)
Many chore tasks are good exercise, depending on how they’re done. Hustling in a kitchen, lifting fully loaded racks, scrubbing pots, bending, twisting, reaching can get you going.
That’s fucking bullshit. I wore my Garmin at a class I used to do and y heart rate was higher than doing power cleans.
The dude is retarded/.
GlibFit.
https://archive.li/kC7np
*sproing*
#15 = XY?
Ima say no. No Adam’s apple.
Maybe shopped out, maybe not.
I hated the few years the Wood Bros paint scheme changed. It’s just good to see it there.
I have no idea what this means.
Long-time NASCAR team. Only one (maybe two?) cars, but “old school” favorites.
Thank you
Hi Chafed! Thanks for this edition and greetings from NOCal. Weather here is typical FEB—rainy and cool. Great hike this morning..a little dewy but nice. Not many out due to rain..which always makes it nicer.
G-fit update: Sleep was less than good. Food was really good. Hike mileage up to 41 miles this week (reprioritize engaged) . Wim Hoff/meditative “ancient man” techniques, missed a couple of days. No weight gained or lost. Did no MIIT on hikes but did a lot of hills. Didn’t fast.
Continued with Horse Stance exercise. Up to 2 minute from original 90 second personal best. It provides a killer burn.
I think I have President’s Day off…but with Covid it is hard to tell the difference between days off and days on. I have to mix it up this week, because I feel like I’m in a rut. I think a Fast starting on Tuesday is in order.
Why workout: Originally, I worked out because it was just something to do and I didn’t want to look like a fat piece of shit. As I got older it became more important to my mental health because of the positive feedback from exercise. I got serious, when an old friend I hadn’t seen in a while asked innocently if I worked out because it appeared I didn’t.
If I were to look at it really analytically, I would say that most of things I am currently doing to “stay in shape” is to improve my endocrine system. My “go to theory” is current life is too easy and exercise, short term stressors, fasting, eating great protein and sleep are needed to maintain hormone balance. Anything at this point that maintains my testosterone levels is something I am interested in putting into practice; short of TRT. Now I have the luxury of schedule flexibility and can exercise, eat (not eat), meditate and sleep on my time. It has made a huge difference in physical and mental health for me.
De todos modos, ¡tenga una gran semana y sáltese una comida o tres!
My “go to theory” is current life is too easy and exercise, short term stressors, fasting, eating great protein and sleep are needed to maintain hormone balance.
Nailed it. We absolutely need stressors.
I’m exploring TRT, though. Even though my tested levels are ‘normal’, I’m no longer convinced that the accepted normals are correct.
Last weeks Starting Strength Radio episode had a couple of docs on this very topic. Well worth the time.
From what I have read and experienced, having short-intense stress through exercise, fast, environment is key. After the misery of the stress, there is a calm satisfaction and appreciation that lasts and helps cope with daily stress.
As for TRT, I did some preliminary research and there does seem some merit. I am just not too keen on starting a therapeutic for the rest of my life or insurance…I agree with you about “normal”; there are too many beta pushing values down.
Thanks for the advice on SS radio episode. I’ll check it out.
What is Horse Stance exercise?
Congrats on the achieving balance in your life.
Horse stance is basically a wide squat held in the low position with our butt tucked-in. While in that position you, alternate “punch” left and right hand while breathing with each punch. After about 1 minute your legs begin a serious burn. After a couple minutes the combination of the burn and remembering to breath, gets you into a meditative state.
A good time to this might be a warm-up when it is frosty out there for your morning workout.
My motivations are slightly different but looking for the same end result. Somewhere along life’s journey , when I wasn’t watching too carefully, the calendar got sped up. Over the long haul I’ve been pretty active, sometimes more that other times. Walking/running/free weights/physical work and in between rest a lot. Anyway, most recently my belly began to outgrow my britches and my back began to tell on me.
Anyway, in early October I started walking on the treadmill and lifting some of the iron things, ’til one day my back told me “Whoa”. I really, really was hurting. I stopped that lift, continued walking and doing arm stuff. 3 weeks later I could barely get my hunting clothes on, for the pain but I did, hunted from a stand, did what I had to do, undressed and dragged the critters out.
After 2 weeks of little physical work (in the deer stand) I was feeling better but alas, some parts of my lower region was telling me that the prostate was needing some attention. The cold weather showed up, my daughter came to visit for a week so I took a few days off. Now my back is much better but I see the doc on Tuesday and we’ll discuss going forward to see what needs to be done for the boy business.
Important for me is to cut and haul wood, garden, snow removal, etc and to do those things I need to keep lifting/walking. Looks like the belly and I are going to be friends forever, however.
Functional exercise is, IMO, really important. There is plenty of benefit to weight lifting. There is something special, to me, about pushups, pull-ups, and other bodyweight exercises.
My motivation is twofold. First, I want to get back into a healthy shape to play tennis. Second, I want those happy endorphins and the metabolism boost that come with regular exercise.
I’d rate my efforts in 2021 as a B-. I’m doing good solid workouts 3-4 days per week and am getting outside 3-4 days per week. I’d like to get both of those into the 5-6 range. Diet is mostly good (we just finished a 6 week no-eating-out challenge and are starting another one), but I need to drink more water and eat fewer snacks. I’d also like to spend more time doing hobbies and fun stuff and less time being a bored couch potato. The opportunity to improve the status quo is there, especially as trashbaby #2 starts getting on a schedule.
I’m 3 parts optimistic about improving over the next few weeks and 1 part pessimistic. That’s a huge improvement over 6 months or a year ago.
Take advantage Trashy. I remember when child 2 started sleeping through the night. It absolutely opens up new possibilities.
Yup, being able to plan ahead and have a reasonable chance of actually hitting the schedule is a game changer.
I’ve given myself some grace, and I’ve made a ton of progress. I’ve made exercise into a habit and made healthy eating into the baseline. Being in a position where “very successful” is just about sanding down a few rough edges is a very different position than I’ve been in since ~2013ish.
Excellent. I think too many people try too hard to have this intense and sweeping change. The biggest game changer for me was simply walking every day, rain or shine. It absolutely translated into other parts of life, workout or otherwise. It’s a simple and really easy change with a monster ROI.
Good luck!
Watching Kid Detective courtesy of RLM. Pretty funny so far.
I’d like to see it, but our attempt at Life Without Amazon™ is getting in the way.
This movie is really, really good.
I am 30% sure this movie was made by someone who read Dirk Gently and created something that actually kinda approximates it.
Or maybe Adams just made something that kinda approximates a kid detective TV show, but the spirit is alive here
I was doing good. Spending 50 min a day on the elliptical, four times a week.
Now my artificial ankle joint has come loose.
FUCK.
ouch! and you already have an artificial one, what next?
I don’t know. Down for five to six months without one. Lose my buisness. Become a destitute pirate.
How long have you had the ankle? I may be on my way to one, and I’m reading 75% ten year survival rate, and I hope I’m not understanding that because I got maybe 30 years left and I can’t see getting three new ankles.
Hey, extremist wokesters, get your boating accidents in order:
I didn’t lurned none that constitution stuff, democracy!
I apparently, myself, didn’t learn anything about links:
Beta coming to your door
I’m not signing up, Fuck That,
#meNeither
Im thisclose to creating a block list for monocle that includes all of the paywalled news sites.
Actually, I’ll probably just create a DIY block list function so that anybody can block anything for any reason. I’m sick of giving those bastards the clicks.
They won’t be asking you to sign up. They’ll bet telling you to turn over the scary guns, which is all of them, or go to the camps.
Epoch Times sign up.
Sorry, I didn’t realize that. I’m not a member of any pay sites, but I can typically read most of the articles on Epoch, I think only a few are paywalled.
Register to read the story?
Biden calls on congress to violate the constitution, which he swore to uphold, because Trump was an authorit… well, he WAS mean on twitter, right?
Democracy!
Did you learn that linking stuff?
I am dieting and exercising (not extreme exercise—easing into it) because I have psoriatic arthritis that will only make it more difficult to bear excess weight as I age.
I want to be at my medically recommended ideal weight when I hit 50 and then stick to it.
I also know that as a woman, even in a professional setting such as engineering, I will be taken less seriously the more unattractive I am. (If you doubt this, consider: if a man steps up to the podium, you listen to what he has to say and then pass judgment on his appearance. If a woman steps up to the podium, you look at her and then decide whether to listen to what she has to say.)
So I’m not trying to win a bodybuilding competition. I want to be healthier and to look better, which is part vanity and part professionally motivated.
HE, you have the looks to be taken seriously, trust me on this, weight can be worked on, you’ll be fine,
Shucks, Yusef. Thanks.
Sadly, for women, life is a beautocracy.
“Diff’rent” is nice, but it sure isn’t pretty.
“Pretty” is what it’s about.
I never met anyone who was “diff’rent”
Who couldn’t figure that out.
I try to be both, but I usually fail at one more than the other.
Shame men can’t put compound on being short. I guess that’s what humor is for.
Humor comes in handy for certain chicks, too.
Or so I’ve heard.
What about informative?
Oh, my! It’s suddenly very warm in here. ::fan self frantically::
Right?!
This totally explains Ayn Rand’s popularity.
Personality and confidence does go a long way.
Me, I’m just a ditz.
that’s what Wendy loved about me,
/now I’m Old
Mr Mojeaux uses the word “silly”.
The books and studies I’ve read on attractiveness lead me to believe that, regardless of whether you’re male or female, attractiveness makes a huge difference to others’ acceptance of you and, by extension, what you have to say. I’ve caught myself dismissing men’s arguments over the years because they were, um, less than totally pleasing to the eye. And I’ve certainly noticed that people take me less seriously at 5′ 7″ than my colleagues at 6’+ (height, for males, being one determinant of how “attractive” they are to others).
It’s why I think a guy like Gavin Newsom (sp?) has gotten as far as he has; he sure as Hell doesn’t have the intellectual chops, but got-DAMN does he cut a fine figure in a thousand-dollar suit and a hundred-dollar haircut.
We’re all easily-swayed by evolutionary cues that aren’t very useful to us any more.
Also, what the artist formerly known as BEAM said.
– 5’7″ Penguin.
We’re all easily-swayed by evolutionary cues that aren’t very useful to us any more.
Secret mask proponent unmasked.
Nooo! Yond Cassius has a mean and hungry look. Superficially handsome but nobody I’d like to meet from across a room.
And I know women who’d look at a guy like that like they were looking at a meal. Attraction can be damned puzzling sometimes.
I find him repulsive, his politics notwithstanding. I am not one to go for suits and sculpted hair, and I absolute hate superficial charm. In fact, I’ve never met anyone that was deeply charming. It’s always superficial. I like me a dressed-down grouch.
I’m 6’ 5” but I’m ugly.
From what I’ve seen, after a certain “ceiling” it no longer matters. (You may have to provide the lass with breathing apparatus, however . . . ).
True, splosives. Being attractive is an asset to both sexes, but more so for women. Being unattractive is a burden to both, etc. For whatever reason, aging hits men’s attractiveness differently/less negatively than women’s.
The evolutionary explanation would be that men are still fertile in middle and old age, but women aren’t.
That’s one explanation.
If you think of men as “success objects” to women (analogous to women being “sex objects” to men), a man’s advancing age typically comes packaged up with increasing levels of wealth/ownership of assets; such an expanding, um, portfolio is alluring to the female of the species, who faced the evolutionary burden of securing sufficient resources for her and her offspring. It also explains the origin of the crude saying “There are men that women want to fuck, and men that women want to marry.”
In the end, though, all of these explanations are plausible, but have an air of the “just-so” to them. There’s certainly enough instances of male/female partnerships that seem to defy these explanations that should lead all of us to realize that “it’s complicated” might be the best we’ll do most of the time.
Good goals. Anything I can do to help, please reach out!
Tres Cool is going to be very sad.
Since the hubs has been under the weather lately but I still wanted a special treat to share, I ordered a charcuterie box from a local place called Mozzar Hells Good Boards.
It came in a decorative valentines box and contains assorted deli meats and cheeses (havarti, Brie, Gorgonzola, manchego, etc), fruit (dates, gold flecked blackberries and raspberries, strawberries, fresh figs—YUM—, dates), several melt in your mouth chocolates, and an assortment of crackers.
Got the whole shared platter experience without going out. It is perfect for the hubby, whose still slowly transitioning to normal eating. He was able to pick a little here and there, and managed to put away a good bit of it.
That was a winning V gift. We will be coming back to graze on it bit by bit for a few days.
How’s his sense of smell/taste recovering?
He’s still a bit off-put by tomatoes, and as it turns out, some the salami tastes odd to him.
But the strong cheeses like Gorgonzola are no problem! Go figure.
++awse
:drools That sounds delicious. Love the not-just-candy Valentine’s Day gift!
It’s a clever idea this local lady had. She doesn’t even have a website, just a Facebook page and Instagram.
You ping her a message, she calls, you give basic guidelines: less chocolate, more meat snd crackers. Or all vegan, etc. She “shops local” so you can pat yourself on the back for supporting the small business scene.
It would be easy to replicate elsewhere in the country for other creative food lovers. Very low start up costs.
Anyway, most recently my belly began to outgrow my britches and my back began to tell on me.
In my experience, when my back starts to bother me it’s because I have let my belly get weak.
Yeah and that’s the problem.
Well, one of the problems.
Let’s get you deadlifting, Fourscore. After Tuesday, of course.
I accomplish something before I even eat breakfast.
Relevant https://youtu.be/E_OCDJIT344
And music for today https://youtu.be/b0l3QWUXVho
I was wondering if anyone would post that old Army ad. Well done.
Old? That was the stuff that got me hooked at an impressionable age!
Civilians. Do more by morning break than the army does all week.
I’m really tired of poor quality sleep (pun acknowledged). I need to lose weight because the apnea/poor breathing is killing me. I’ve mentioned it before but the only time I wake up refreshed and feel like I’ve had a good sleep is when I use the steroid nasal drops, which I only ever used very occasionally, and haven’t used at all for about six months.
I hear ya. While I don’t have apnea, I can actually remember the last time I had a truly deep, restful sleep — it was March of 1997, a single night when the spousal unit and I, fresh from a Computers, Freedom and Privacy conference, stayed at a little inn north of San Francisco; our bedroom had windows that opened onto a small pond that had frogs croaking, no mozzies and the bed was a down feather stuffed mattress. We’d spent the day walking around vineyards in the area and probably clocked 30 kilometres or so by the end of it. We ate well and slept like the dead. I haven’t felt better waking up since I was a kid, and I’ve never had another sleep like it, regardless of exercise, food or whatever.
Poor sleep is just a fact of life for me.
Like I said above, stand up straight, sit up straight, tuck in your gut, stand tall, no matter how tall you are, it helps back pain immensely,
No back pain= good sleep,
Try mouth taping.
I’m totally serious.
kinky!
?
My mouth is always gaping open when I sleep and getting dry.
Me too! And the snoring!
Buy James Nestor’s Breath. I’m telling you, it works like a charm. I track my sleep and my numbers improved across the board.
Added to Amazon wishlist
/fellow mouthbreather
Does the NHS not provide for apnea machines? My wife has been using one for over a year and sleeps great now.
A CPAP machine did wonders for my FIL (God rest his soul). Turned him from a grumpy asshole back into a normal human being. Er, mostly.
I just made Chinese stir fry. I didn’t have any baby corn, which is bad. Bok choy, green bell peppers, bamboo shoots, water chestnuts, roasted red bell peppers, garlic, scallops, shrimp, a brown sauce, and a little Szechuan sauce to give more spicy. I wish I still had some of those red Thai chili peppers, but I used them all in the last stir fry.
Anyone else have trouble with flipping? I think it might be because my wok is stainless steel and it’s not slick enough to easily flip things, I don’t know. I often wind up with stuff on the stove or the floor a lot.
Woks aren’t geometrically optimized for flipping ingredients. That honour goes to other types of pans, like a Chef’s sauté pan. You can still do it in a wok, but the wrist action’s different. Practise with a cold wok and some dry rice or beans when you get a chance.
Oh, and even the pros spill their stuff from time to time. I’ve certainly seen them do it!
It’s a two stage flip. Get the food going backwards, then pull and lift to change the momentum forward and up. I’m not perfect at it, but once I got the rhythm, food spillage was a freak incident.
Oh, and snow peas and shitake mushrooms.
I didn’t have any baby corn, which is bad.
That’s correct — baby corn is Of The Devil.
. . .
Wait, you meant something else, didn’t you? Never mind.
“That’s correct — baby corn is Of The Devil.”
Does that mean it’s bad? Like bad orange man? Did Hitler eat it?
No d00d! BABY CORN ISSUES DIRECTLY FORTH FROM SATAN’S BUNGHOLE! IT IS KNOWN!
Or something. I don’t like it. ;-)
I love baby corn. It’s like corn, only smaller.
And shaped exactly like a negative 3d image of Satan’s bunghole, just past the first ring of muscle.
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I don’t really work out other than life in general. It would make other things easier if I did and I really need to change that. As told in the late night zooms I refuse to accept I am getting old and destroyed myself snowboarding a few weeks ago. That was my vacation week and had planned to be in AZ but couldn’t make the trip. I did however, ride my bike a few times and destroy myself snowboarding. I found out our local park has a very cool biking trail thing with many obstacles and what not. I hauled my bike around all week last week planning to go after work but I am a fair weather biker. We didn’t have fair weather and now there is snow on the ground. fuck winter.
If it makes you feel any better, I’m also a fair weather biker. If it’s below 40 F, I’m not riding. Ice/snow/cold water are no fun. I also try not to ride if the roads are too wet, the streets here have a shit ton of potholes, and puddles can hide those quite well (my general decision making is if the driveway of my house in the sun is dry, I’ll ride).
I run alot. I like to be up early and like Chafed, like “accomplishing” something before my workday starts. I like to listen to music in my earbuds and focus on different guitar/bass parts. I like to see ducks splashing in puddles. I like the sting of cold and rain on my cheeks and hands, “toughen up, buttercup!” I like dressing up in my dri-fit stuff; I look and feel like I’m an X-Men. I like running by construction sites and noting the progress. I like to be a presence in the wee hours, and patrol my neighborhood and hopefully that prevents some type of shady shit. I like to go to different places in my city. I love bridges, railyards, ports, marinas, trails, stairs, hills, campuses, etc. and I like to run through these places.
Staying fairly fit at 51 is a bonus.
Fuck yeah.
For you.
Try to grab her ass, brother!
I was expecting this for try to grab her ass.
https://youtu.be/Yn45pl8yXzk
Salt and pepper flank steak and let rest in fridge uncovered for 12 hours or so.
Heat oven to 220 and cook steak until internal temp of 130F.
Wrap steak in foil like it is a UFO crashed in NM for at least a half hour.
In blender pulse a few times until the consistency you want……. 1 big bunch of Italian parsley, some basil, (I use the squeeze tube), green onion, garlic, a bit of salt, about a T of capers, lime juice and about a 1/2 C of olive oil.
Make Gumbo.
Sear the rested flank steak in a smoking hot pan with a bit of smoking hot oil.
Slice thin and cover with the parsley slew.
Enjoy.
Take a nap.
That was my day.
That made me hungry. I’m having leftover flat iron steak (elk) sliced thin in a tortilla with some peppers, salsa, onion, and guac, sort of fajita-ish.
That sounds awesome.
Hell yes. Sounds like a good day.
No matter how much I like cooking, I also hate cooking. The cleanup and having to figure out how to store all the damn leftovers is a chore. I don’t have enough people to take the stuff off my hands. And I’ve just spent too long scubbing down dishes. So I’m cantakerous. It doesn’t help that I dropped a glass lid on my foot (luckily neither are broken)
Exercise so you can do this.
Well, since we’re sharing, tonight’s evening meal (dinner? supper? sumpin’ else?) is gonna be Muttar Paneer with fried paneer, green peas and chickpeas over brown basmati rice. No condiments, though — really gotta hit the Indian market and stock up on some chutneys etc. Spousal unit’s riding the Bike That Goes Nowhere right now, after which she gets a delicious, fruity beverage with alcohol in it, and then I start building that mother.
Walked up to the butcher and bought some big fat fatty porkchops. I’ll make a fennel/carrot/cabbage slaw. Vinegar, lemon, evoo dressing. My wife just baked a loaf of sourdough, so maybe some toasted /buttered sourdough slices, too.
Mmmmmmm, sourdough . . . {insert Homer Simpson drooling sounds here}
I am cooking some penne pasta and tossing it in a pan with some of todays gumbo (sausage and crawfish), cream, and parm cheese. Served along side a salad. Total cheat but whatever.
Sounds good to me.
I had an aunt that made something that she called “gluck.” It was a single-pan meal (for the most part), or could be served over the starch of your choice. The only two invariant ingredients were sharp cheddar cheese and some kinda ground meat (usually beef, natch). Everything else was as the spirit moved (or availability allowed). It was possibly her most successful dish as far as her son was concerned. It was tasty and certainly filling. And she had a barely-concealed disdain for Hamburger Helper™ and its ilk (which gluck superficially resembled).
Don’t forget the bay leafs.
Baking English muffin bread. Pounded beef tenderloin on the Weber tonight. Maybe beets as a side.
Changed out three receptacles in the kitchen this afternoon. Will see if that fixes the occasional nuisance trips. Found that my box of extra receptacles and switches were mostly ivory from when that was the dominant color scheme in the house so another unplanned trip to the store.
I screwed up and bought a bunch of ivory ones. They ended up in the shop.
Enchilada soup here. Dump ingredients into instapot, set for 20 minute cook, add sour cream and lime juice, eat. Easiest dinner I’ve made in weeks.
I physically enjoy running. That was not always the case, which introduces the question of how I got to where I am, but that’s too long to write down here.
I believe I get many things out of my running, including better sleep, more productivity in my work and a better sense of gratitude. I doubt, however, that I’d do it as much if I didn’t get the runner’s high.
For me, he runner’s high is kind of like a knob that is slowly turned up that increases happiness (to a state of bliss) and makes music sound better and sights prettier. I typically find myself smiling, perhaps even beaming maniacally. The big perception changes go away after I stop running, but I’m typically left with a sense of contentedness that lasts throughout the rest of my day.
I do have fitness goals, and to meet them I do some exercise where I don’t get the runner’s high. However, by now I’ve done them enough that I sort of look forward to these less pleasant exercises, if for no other reason than to get them out of the way so I can go back to my fun.