gym
I didn't swim today either. Poop.
Aerobic:
Elliptical, 15' @ level 12, incline 100%, 212 calories, 1962 strides
Stairs: 5' @ 68 spm.
Treadmill, 5' @ 15% incline, 2 mph, until my heartrate was below 130 bpm.
Weights:
Lats, 3x8 @50
Squats, 3x12 @80
Quads, 3x12 @17.5
Hamstrings, 3x12 @15
Row, 3x12 @60
Pulldown, 3x12 @60. This must be the same thing as lats.
High row, 3x12 @60
Incline press, 3x12 @40
Decline press, 3x12 @30
If I lost 15 pounds of fat without adding any muscle, I would bring my fat percentage down to reasonable and my weight under my IQ, which was a, you should pardon the term, brainlessly easy goal to set at age 17. How many times have I declared this goal, starting now--no, now, after this last handful of M&Ms.
to-do
Make buddy chow
Quinoa: rinse, boil, and steam. Corn, peas, beans, carrots. Mix and freeze.
Scrub buddy cage
Tray, floor, bottom, and perches through dishwasher. Walls and roof in bathtub. Bake perches. Redistribute toys and cuttlebone. Make sure Blake doesn't go frantic while homeless.
Dust, sweep, mop, vacuum, scrub damn bathroom
Bedroom, hall, office, dining room, living room, landings furniture and trim dusted. Floors dustmopped, swept, and damp-mopped. Rugs vacuumed or laundered. Upholstery vacuumed. Lost telephone handset found.
Voicemail Tex requesting he bring some of my business cards
Message PSA and MEWN. Have their addresses
Remember razor, vitamins, goggles
My organizational principles are so misapplied that I have a list for an upcoming leisure vacation but I never remember to charge my phone.
Hoist tomato plants
I need to screw more hooks into the garage soffits. Right now strips of sheets are threaded between soffit and gutter and it looks like a mummy fell off the garage roof and disintegrated before it hit the garden. But I can see lots more tomatoes than before.
In the other garden, there is an eggplant about the size of a baby's foot, not yet eaten by a squirrel, and miles of squash vines with exactly one zucchini. We can't eat the lettuce fast enough, we can keep up with the cucumbers, and the honeydew melon that is growing is ovoid, not spherical. Edited 30 August to explain that I planted spaghetti squash, not honeydew melon, and I can somewhat but not entirely excuse my failure to distinguish between squash and melon leaves because it's a jungle back there with zucchini zucchini über alles.
Trim and tie sage so it doesn't smother everything else
It's allowed to smother the catmint. Frankly I'd like to see those two plants in a cagematch. I cut out some branches as thick as my thumb that were leaning over the sidewalk or shouldering their way in front of the agastache's sun. I think of the sage as being such a dry plant, but obviously it's not without merit. All three monster plants are alive with bees and the insects didn't want to leave the cut branches even as I was deflowering them. What is a less lewd-sounding verb to describe pulling off all their blossoms with a vague idea of satchets?
Water indoor plants
Whatever. I barely water the plants I plan to eat.
Get rid of dead indoor plants
See above.
Drool over various bulb catalogs
The only spot left in my yard besides the planned turf area and the uncertain bit under the cherry tree where I can plant more pretties is on the south side under the nectarine and pear trees. I know I can't recreate Keukenhof Gardens but I'd like to try.
Launder bedlinens
In the dryer.
Go to bed early.
Some hours shouldn't be spoken aloud or written of.
