All in time

Earlier tonight at CrossFit we doing 5×5 back squats for the strength component. I made my way up to an appropriate weight based on my abilities. I’m certainly not at the level of some of the other guys that I’ve seen at the box, but that’s not the point. There’s never any sense in trying to compare myself to someone else–everyone’s got different strengths and weaknesses. Also, some of those guys have been working out for years. I know a few of them have done Ironman triathlons. I know there are dragon boaters and firefighters. Well, in comparison what do I have? I haven’t done much in terms of lifting. Sure, I run and I do a fair bit of long distance training. As a result I have a sturdy leg muscles. My quads and hamstrings are rather meaty. It’s a good thing that a lot of the Olympic weightlifting stuff we do make good use of those muscle groups. Anyway, the point is that I can’t compare myself against them. All I can do is set continual benchmarks for myself.

So, for today I think my back squats went well. The weight was manageable and I had decent form. When I finished my sets my coaches told me that in time I might be a powerhouse. All I could do was reply with “all in time.” I’ve been doing this for about 2.5 months. I’m only scratching the surface of my abilities. I figure that as long as I stay committed I will continue to make gains. It’s far too early to be content with being where I’m at. Just a few months ago I wouldn’t have imagined that I’d be into Olympic weightlifting. It’s rather goal oriented, isn’t it? I actually can’t wait until my coaching stint starts again. I’m wondering how the combination of cardio and strength components will change me. I need to keep working hard. In time it will all pay off. I swear.

Angry gift

Friend gave this hat to me. Quite awesome.

 

The problem with lunch

A year or two ago, as a result of some random Google searches and link surfing I ended up on a blog that featured awesome looking bentos. Each post on the blog featured a carefully crafted bento box that a housewife had put together for her family. It was all pretty neat. It’s kind of a shame that she hasn’t updated in years, but life happens, right? Well, it was on that blog that I was introduced to Zojirushi’s Mr. Bento. It’s basically an insulated thermos that holds four different containers so that you can put together a meal ahead of time and it will all be a good temperature by the time lunch time rolls around. After seeing it featured on the blog I told myself that I wanted one. For a long time though I found that I just was not able to justify the cost. The thing generally goes for about $70 or so. There was no point in spending that kind of cash for such a product, so I made a mental note of it and just moved on. Though, a few times I tried doing searches in Chinatown for the product at a lower price point. I did find it but it wasn’t low enough for my liking.

Over time, I kind of forgot about it. About two weeks ago I was poking around Red Flag Deals when I saw a post saying that Zojirushi stuff was on sale on Amazon.ca. The brand name immediately triggered stuff for me. I did a search on Amazon and found out that the product was reduced to about $40. I used that opportunity to place an order for the product. Right on. And after a rough delivery process it arrived. I’m actually rather impressed with it. I’ve thought about the different things I could do with all the compartments. Unfortunately for me, all of those thoughts just remained as thoughts. My Mr. Bento has just been sitting on my dining table. In all honesty I’ve just been waiting for inspiration to hit. This is, all of this sort of speaks to an even bigger issue. Really, I’ve been so busy lately such that I just haven’t had time to cook dinner. I do not recall the last time I really put in effort for an evening meal. If I had to guess my last meal would probably have been spaghetti sauce. Without the time in the evening I have trouble figuring out what I would want to put in those containers. As a result I’ve been empty handed at lunch. It’s not like I was expecting a Mr. Bento to change any of my habits, but I was hoping that it would at least encourage me to bring more food from home. So much for that, eh? Anyway, I do have plans to bring that thermos in for at least one lunch. Who knows when it all falls into place?

Swayed to teach

A couple of days ago I was at a restaurant up north of the city. I was meeting with a lot of my running buddies. We were having a Christmas drinks get together. All in all it was enjoyable. The bar was crowded at the time–there was a good energy permeating the place. It was there that a whole bunch of them were really trying hard to convince me to take on the next half marathon class. A few days prior to the party the store manager emailed me and asked if I was interested in taking on the class. I mean, I’ve done it three times before so I have a good sense of how things should go. All the same, there was a part of me that wanted to give it a pass. I wanted to take a break and focus on other things. I wasn’t sure what to do so I posted a question on Facebook asking my contacts for some guidance. The general response was that I had had enough rest and that I should accept. At the very least it would encourage me to at least continue running. Ever since my last race I’ve only gone for a run once. Terrible, eh? People have been telling me to get my ass back out there. I must say that I agree.

Anyway, back to the get together. That night so many people asked me to do it. They were all talking in positives. By the end of the night, I wasn’t entirely ready to commit but they really swayed me. Two days later I replied back to the manager and told him that I’d take it. There! Done deal! This class starts at the end of January. It’s far enough away that it satisfies my needs to get away for a while. What will be my goal for that class? I want to continue playing up the loud positive persona that I’ve taken up in my coaching duties. I want to stress to the class the idea of how both fast and slow people are worthy of respect. I want to continue making sure that I have contact with all people in the group despite the fact that I cannot move at a speed that would allow me to actually run with the front people. I’ve got so many ideas. Next year will be great.

Something found

Something is wrong when you feel useless.

Something is broken when you go try to make yourself useful in a way that makes sense, but you end up being frowned upon.

Something is draining when you feel somewhat trapped into mediocrity.

Something is messed up when someone that’s supposed to support you is expecting you to fail.

So what do you do?

Find your allies so that your days won’t feel as if all is lost.

Find something energizing in relation to what you’re good at so that you shine.

Find a way to continue to be useful, but make sure you find the right people to appreciate it.

Find a purpose so that you’ll have drive.

And don’t you dare play the victim.

Improvised responsibility shifts

It’s amazing what a little change in responsibility can do in terms of changing the way you enjoy things that you’re a part of, eh? This past Friday my improv troupe put on another show down in Leslieville. We had the venue booked from a few months back. We were originally planning on putting on a Christmas-inspired improv show, but due to scheduling conflicts among the cast the show never really got off the ground. It’s a bit of a pity because that show was starting to take form. In any case, for a while it seemed like we were close to cancelling the show altogether. One of our members spoke up though and made a case for having it. After a bit of brainstorming we ended up deciding to have a show that invited other improv troupes to have a slice of time. I think the big thing was that we didn’t want to be responsible for the whole night. Having other troupes come in was our way to spreading the load. There’s so much stress involved with having to fill in 90 minutes of show time, and bringing an audience in. It’s tough.

So, after we came up with the idea we started posting notices up on Facebook. We ended up picking up three other troupes. We had a show! From the previous shows we had at the venue we knew how music and lighting played a big role. Another person in the troupe and I took it upon ourselves to control both for the show. I also played the role of the announcer on the microphone as a counterpart to the show’s emcee role. I brought out my radio voice. It’s interesting how those things really add a level of polish to a show that would otherwise be absent. It was our hope that the other troupes would really appreciate it. In my head, I would really love it if other improv troupes would go: “You know that group? They really do put on a high quality show.” That way, if we ever ask if anyone wants stage time we have people more than willing to play along, know what I mean?

So yeah, we had a great crowd. The theatre was rather full. All troupes did a great job and diligently played their 20 minute sets really well. We played music cues for everyone and did our best to get the crowd interested. I’m not just saying this because it’s our show, but we do a great job for an amateur group, know what I mean?

Without all of the stress that we’d normally have I think all of us in the troupe had an amazing time. I know I enjoyed myself. It was great being able to sit back and watch other people be awesome. It was great being on the music and lights in a supporting role. I think it was a great way to wrap up the troupe’s shows until the new year. This show relit a fire that was perhaps starting to fade. I’m ready to commit to the troupe for the new year!

Bathtub pudding

Somehow the thought of making pudding in a bathtub elicited more gross out responses than using breast milk to make food items.

Figure that one out.

That kind of rep

I know we joke about it, but am I really that vulgar on stage?

Earlier tonight we were talking about doing a family show and immediately everyone got me to focus on keeping things clean. Hey, when it’s a family show I have no problem being sensible. Maybe sometimes one little blue joke slips in there, but otherwise all is well. It all makes me wonder, is this the kind of reputation that I’m somehow cultivating? What does it all mean?

I don’t know. What do you think? Do I have a tendency to rely on vulgar, or sex-related, or gross-out humour?

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