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I’m happy to report that after a two or three month slump at the gym, the past week or so, I seem to have hit my stride again. Looking back, I’m pretty sure that November was a month that I went to the gym, just to keep the habit going. December was the month I […] I’m happy to report that I’ve survived Christmas, at home, alone. Since Friday evening, I’ve watched a lot of Breaking Bad, read books, went to the gym, and took a lot of naps. I actually never left the house Saturday – temperatures in Berlin dropped below freezing and I decided that I’d rather be warm […] I work out. While Germans were observing the anniversary of Kristallnacht and celebrating the fall of the Berlin Wall, I observed the second anniversary of my gym membership. By coincidence I had a meeting with my personal trainer – and we discussed my progress over the last two years. And as I look back […] Stuff that’s been in my head, and I want to get it off my chest. Recently I’ve been remembering a conversation that I had back when I lived in Bloomington between grad students – we were talking about money and debt. As I recall there was one spouse there, and the spouse said something like, […] I’ve gained two kilo in the past two weeks – and I’ll blame one kilo on not going to the gym, and the other kilo on Amsterdam. With respect to the gym, once the Hexenschuss hit, I stopped going to the gym for over a week, and when I started going to the gym again, […] In retrospect, today’s photo was bound to happen, sometime – I just hadn’t quite expected it to be today. The towels are about to come out and the dirty clothes to go in.
Basically I do clothing laundry roughly twice a week, usually right after every other trip to the gym, when […] As I sort of expected, I was at the gym at 18:00 CET today – I’d already lifted all the weights and so I was on to my cardio for the day, the Vario machine. 18:00 CET time came at roughly 45 minutes into my 50 minutes of cardio – I sort of had to […] Yes, I will realize my good New Year’s resolutions.
Or, and this is my interpretation, the dominatrix will use her whip on me. Some how it is Tuesday, almost 9pm, and I am sitting on my couch, feet splayed out on the ottoman, and thinking about bed. It’s been, on many levels, an extraordinarily good couple of days – starting with gym crap: I keep going. There are times that I question my sanity, like over the weekend […] |
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