I am somewhat better about not quoting movies so much. I am still wont to say "It's a mystery," but that's so useful and furthermore comprehensible even outside its "Shakespeare in Love" context that I can't foresee stopping saying it.
However. While waiting for a program to respond, I would like something better to say than "Wake up, limey fish!"
An hour with Nate, 20' on a recline bike, an hour core class. With Nate, I did
Seated Row, 3x12 @60
Cybex Chest Press, 3x12 @50 I think
Hammer Incline Press, 3x12 @ 50 I think
Standing Lat Pull, 3x12 @70
Assisted Chin-ups, 3x12 @40
Hammer Iso Lat Something or other, 3x12 @50
(All weights uncertain because I don't have my chart.)
Back Extensions, 3x15
Push-ups, 3x as many as I could handle. I expressed doubt about regular push-ups but said I could do lots and lots of modified. He said, "In my world there are no modified push-ups." Oh.
While I was collapsed on a mat between sets of pushups, he asked how long I could hold my prone core thing--the up on the toes and forearms with belly in and hips raised, counting aloud until you herniate your abdominal muscles. "Ninety seconds," I said rashly, hoping that was still true. It is true, and I could have gone longer. The next step is that hold with forearms on a ball.
My appointment was at 4:00 instead of 4:30 because of his previous commitment, so I did 20' on a recline bike. I don't really get the point of recline instead of upright bikes except they are easier to balance on. It doesn't occupy the arms so I held up Wonder Boys while blasting Afro-Celt Sound System. That worked well, since it has few lyrics.
Then I took the Core class, a lot of balancing on wobbly boards, requiring lots of thigh and middle strength. This class was led not by the pierced-lip, fake-tan and -breasts person but by a drill sergeant. The workout included push-ups, and damn it, I was pushed out.
By 6:30, therefore, I was in desperate need of sustenance. I had just learned a new rule by which I got to treat myself to sushi and did so, tuna, yellowtail, red snapper, salmon, California roll.
I finally got my contact lens prescription and took it to CostCo to buy lenses there. I bought 180 pair for half what they cost at the eye doctor. Woohoo! I danced back into work, quite delighted, and informed Egg of this bounty. She said, "You know the rule is that you can spend the difference on something else."
I can? Now there's a sensible rule. It kind of cancels out the saving-money principle, but hey, it allows me to shop and buy more crap, so I'm in favor of it.
I don't think I've ever bought sushi on my own before.