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A new form of procrastination!
The parents live in a a block of flats full of old folks. When I go up to visit them I see the other elderly people around and occasional have to help them fix a TV or translate a letter something like that (though my brother gets the bulk of these duties). I blogged about this before that I feel most old people have two extremes, they can be jolly and bright or grumpy and uptight, most falling in the latter category. I wonder have they become that way because of circumstance ? Is that the fate for everyone ? There one of the old ladies in the flats, I can jam jokes and hip hop bullsh*t with, she doesn't take life too seriously.
There is a new book called the Wonder Years I was looking at, it's about elderly people only starting to take up sports in the later years of life. Like body building in your 70's or archery in your 80's. These guys didn't believe age was a limit, I can put my hand up and say they made me feel shameful and inspired me too. We can shape our lives by the choices and decisions we make.
Having spent the last 12 hours unpacking boxes, juggling the baby, moving furniture, cleaning, wiping, bleaching, building, and remodeling our new home with my husband, our baby, my brother-in-law, and my in-laws... I can honestly say that this has been the most blessed year of my life.
Fantastic family, awesome friends, steady jobs, food in our pantry, roof over our heads... I have so, so much to be thankful for!
alright - just one more observation that I have to make from my bodypump class, which i wrote about yesterday... okay, maybe two. because there's this little petite brunette who attends the class and she really is just that. petite. but with very noticeable breasts. and not in the bad way. i'm not saying that she's so out of proportion that she might fall over but seriously - she's stacked and well, it's very hard not to notice.
but other then that, i've noticed that on the occassion, we get some male clientele in the class. and without fail, i honestly do not know what they are trying to prove.
there they are, all arms but with a big pop-belly, loading up the weights and ready to go.
not even after the first exercise, are they able to last.
here is where i smirk. way more then towards the teens that i wrote about yesterday because at least those teens proved to us that they weren't there to try and prove anything and were, actually, not the typical, pain in the ass teens we normally stereotype them for.
but these men! exactly what did they think they were trying to do - impress us?
i lose count at all the times they end up dropping their weight right to the ground before we finish a set, creating a huge thud as the instructor, even with the mic, tries to talk over the noise as she brings us all to the finale. at this point, our muscles are starting to shake, sweat is stinging our eyes, and we are doing everything in our power to try and overcome that lactic acid build-up so we can finish the set together - as a team. and basically, just bring it on home.
but that loud thud? that annoying distraction?
it makes me want to just face THAT GUY and say, "did you seriously think that this is about how much you can lift/press? this is about ENDURANCE, baby - not maximum weight. take it outside to the rest of the meat heads if THAT's what you're looking for!"
morons.
After all the news and watching the long around 20 minutes of the video showcasing it, I registered for a google wave invite, which I joined and I noticed I had some other gmail contacts there too. After messing around with some test posts and playbacks, also trying the instant ping ... now what do I do with it ? I don't have many people to collaborate or communicate with ..!
The instant message ping is ok for short sessions, but the older text remains at the top of the screen which is split into two for your text and the person you are talking to, because of this if the conversation is too long you have to manual scroll the screen to view the new text WTF ! Also the interface is somewhat confusing I've accidently created many "blips" within the wave.. (it's not as exciting as it sounds)
先週末は会社のイベントで仕事してました。3連休がつぶれてしまいました。そして、昨日まで働いて、今日は休みです。明日出勤したら、週末だ！！！！！！
I have much to be thankful for this year, a fabulous family, awesome friends and kick ass shoe collection (just kidding…kinda).
I’m starting to reign in my tendency to live in the future and enjoy the present. I always say I’m going to do that, but recently, I’ve really been focusing in it and it really is awesome!
I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday!
I know, could have have come up with a more boring title? In my quest to revamp my workspace, I figured the first thing I need is a good, comfortable chair. I want something upholstered, no arms and cute. A couple months back, I found the perfect chair at TJ Maxx, but the Hubs nixed it thinking we would be moving soon. Now it's gone and I'm totally bummed. Here's a couple that are more living room chairs, but I'm wondering if they would work at the right desk.
so this is probably going to make myself sound pretty horrible... but who doesn't sound horrible once in awhile on the internet? everyone. that's who.
i walked into today's bodypump class about five minutes early, surprised that nearly all the spots were taken. relieved, i did find one spot near the front and yes, while most people do not like being in display for the rest of the room to see, i don't care.
i even have a hole on one of my butt cheek which i have to patch up. but as it's mainly a class of women, whom will see me completely naked after the class in the locker room (and vice versa), does one hole, showing my baby blue panties really make a huge difference?
i don't think so.
as i was saying, i like being up front. not because i like being on display (not caring about who sees my bum with the hole showing that i'm wearing baby blue coloured panties and WANTING to show said bum with the hole that's showing blue panties are two completely different things), but because it helps for me to be close to both the instructor and the mirror. just so i can stay focused and on time. and i don't have some one in front of me that's completely off beat, mucking me up.
i hate that. it's my pet peeve. let that be a warning - if you're going to take a spot in front of me, you had better be awesome.
anyway - the class was packed! and as i didn't look around all that much, i didn't realize that half the class was made up of teen girls until the instructor welcomed the students of some catholic school, where they were participating in the class for the day as part of their gym excursion.
and in the middle of the week, outside of summer vacation, i'm just not use to seeing anyone younger then the age of 23 at my gym - and the 23 year olds are usually either trainers or fitness instructors. the rest of us clientele are usually in our 30's and up. these girls were YOUNG! you know - young enough so that THEY needn't be ashamed for gushing over twilight actors.
now, this is a hard class. and while i've been going to this strength circuit training class from hell since september, i'm still working on increasing the plates of the bar that i use. and the last thing i need are a bunch of teens laughing and pointing at me while snickering to each other, "hee hee - look at that older lady there struggling with half the weight i'm using! and she's got a hole in her pants! YOU CAN TOTALLY SEE HER BLUE UNDERWEAR!"
but something amazing happened. because as we started to do the warm-up, and i couldn't help but to see the reflection of those behind me from the wall mirror, i realized that these teens were actually using 1/3rd to even as low as 1/4tr of the weight that i was using. and they were struggling! like - they were just dying and we only had just done the warm-up!
so it's horrible for me to say, but i enjoyed it immensely as i doubled up my plates for the squats while they were all taking breaks numerous amounts of times, panting and making faces like, "you have GOT to be kidding! she wants us to do what now?" they were having 10 times harder of a time then my first class.
and then i really looked around and saw that some of the regulars are actually older then i am and loading up way more weights.
it gave me inspiration - that with age, we actually can become stronger. and that women today knows what it takes to be kick-ass if they want to be.
okay... so maybe this epiphany was somewhat tainted over the fact that i got to feel better about myself through the struggle and pain of a bunch of teens. but i hope, at the least, that these girls saw a future where they too, can achieve this type of strength and determination.
after all, us old farts know a thing or two about life. :)
