i must be out of touch with a lot of things… my evenings are precious and full. As i continue to battle the weight (down 35 pounds, a pesky 15 pounds to go…), exercise is at the top of the list.
My job doesn’t afford a psychologically healthy opportunity for lunch-hour workout*, and any attempt to exercise in the morning is met with a violent uprising from my own body. To the point where my brain has been told in no uncertain terms by parts of my body — “if you put on the running shoes, the bitch gets it!”
That leaves the short window of time after work. i try to get in an hour or two of cardio. Since i despise going to gyms, i prefer this to be outside, which is increasingly difficult as autumn settles in… Often i will later work with weights or do pushups and crunches at home until i can’t move.
i build my weeknight evenings around this routine.
From the time i get home (5:00 pm-5:30 pm) until the time i go to bed (midnight), i’m generally doing something… Once the exercise is covered, i’m paying bills, reading my favorite blogs, hoarking up the contents of my brain onto the ‘trailer park’, meeting up with friends for my Tuesday night pubbery, running errands before stores close, working on projects around the house…
Life maintenance and decompression.
What’s missing? Apparently television… This seems to be what a lot of people do in the evening. Scanning the facebook status listings after my workout tonight, i noticed a frightening number of references to “Thursday night television”. Apparently? It’s the best… Gray’s Anatomy, The Office, Survivor… Huh? Can’t you catch The Office on reruns? Don’t the other two suck?
Last week, i had a down night, completely to myself. The Girl had a movie in the BluRay thingie and suggested that it might be worth my time to spend 90 minutes watching Coraline. Curling up on the couch with the big brown smelly dog-like-object, i watched an entire movie.
Loved it. Want to watch it in 3D. Henry Selick, who directed “Nightmare Before Christmas”, put together a darkly comic and stunningly gorgeous flick about the evil underbelly of greener grass. Unfortunately it sort of degraded into a video game somewhere in the middle, but it was still a beautiful film.
When i moved into the Barbie Dream Condo last year, i had the home theater/digital audio system installed before i even had furniture in the living room. Just over a year later, this was one of the first times i’ve actually put that big damn wall-mounted HDTV to use….
i may never get the television thing completely, but i think there are some movies to be watched this winter… methinks i’m in some need of a little more downtime… Suggestions welcomed!
* There is a fitness facility on-site. During lunch hour it is infested with young hardbodied idiots, who piss me off for being alive. i used to play basketball there, but am no longer competitive with the aggressive, tattooed pituitary cases that dribble full-court during the precious lunch hour. Fuck ’em….