You're Gonna Eat Lightning, and You're Gonna Crap Thunder
Today is Tuesday, August 22. The New York Mets need to win 24 more games to clinch the NL East.
In other Mets news, the Amazins aquired Shawn Green from the Cardinals. In a completely unrelated development, this Sunday happens to be the Mets' annual Jewish Heritage Day. How's that for timing?
So, last night was awesome. I got there late on account of some work I needed to finish up, but the movie started later than I was expecting, so I didn't miss too much. I stumbled into some old friends from high school, which was nice.
Then, as promised, I went to the gym. The New York Sports Club at 23rd and Park is a 24-hour gym, which is nice. However, they're renovating the locker rooms, which leaves them with only one locker room. Their solution is that men have access on odd-numbered days and women have access on even-numbered days. Of course, since this is a 24-hour gym, the gym is open when the changeover occurs, meaning that one could conceivably start working out at 11 p.m., finish at 1 a.m., and then not be able to get back into the locker room to get your stuff out. As it was, I was scrambling to be out by midnight, which was also important for making the 12:08 train home.
Went to the gym again today, about 12 hours after I left the gym last night. Was definitely feeling it by the end of my workout, but I was still making good time on the elliptical (my general standard is a sub-12 minute mile), despite the lack of appropriately inspiring audio-visual content. Due to a late wakeup this morning and laundry that needed to be done, I went to the gym near my house, which meant no outside music, so I watched the Saved by the Bell episode where Zack and Co. are trying to buy U2 tickets while being chased by suspected mob members. I ran solid times, somewhere in the neighborhood of 11:39 to a mile or so.
I still haven't weighed myself in a while on a scale that I trust, but it's not bothering me too much. For now, I'm evaluating based on performance, and I'm pleased with my performance. Next time I go to a gym with a good scale, though (i.e. NOT 14th Street or Grand Central) that I actually change and shower at (i.e. NOT White Plains or Hawthorne, where I just go home to shower), I'll weigh out (I weigh out after my workout...I feel better that way).
In other Mets news, the Amazins aquired Shawn Green from the Cardinals. In a completely unrelated development, this Sunday happens to be the Mets' annual Jewish Heritage Day. How's that for timing?
So, last night was awesome. I got there late on account of some work I needed to finish up, but the movie started later than I was expecting, so I didn't miss too much. I stumbled into some old friends from high school, which was nice.
Then, as promised, I went to the gym. The New York Sports Club at 23rd and Park is a 24-hour gym, which is nice. However, they're renovating the locker rooms, which leaves them with only one locker room. Their solution is that men have access on odd-numbered days and women have access on even-numbered days. Of course, since this is a 24-hour gym, the gym is open when the changeover occurs, meaning that one could conceivably start working out at 11 p.m., finish at 1 a.m., and then not be able to get back into the locker room to get your stuff out. As it was, I was scrambling to be out by midnight, which was also important for making the 12:08 train home.
Went to the gym again today, about 12 hours after I left the gym last night. Was definitely feeling it by the end of my workout, but I was still making good time on the elliptical (my general standard is a sub-12 minute mile), despite the lack of appropriately inspiring audio-visual content. Due to a late wakeup this morning and laundry that needed to be done, I went to the gym near my house, which meant no outside music, so I watched the Saved by the Bell episode where Zack and Co. are trying to buy U2 tickets while being chased by suspected mob members. I ran solid times, somewhere in the neighborhood of 11:39 to a mile or so.
I still haven't weighed myself in a while on a scale that I trust, but it's not bothering me too much. For now, I'm evaluating based on performance, and I'm pleased with my performance. Next time I go to a gym with a good scale, though (i.e. NOT 14th Street or Grand Central) that I actually change and shower at (i.e. NOT White Plains or Hawthorne, where I just go home to shower), I'll weigh out (I weigh out after my workout...I feel better that way).