Spring, exercise, and food-shopping

[redbird]

I have achieved crocuses! Specifically, the large dark-purple kind. While I was staring at the other sprouts two or three times a day, the bulbs I tucked behind a hedge last year have quietly gotten bright and energetic and flowered. Hooray for benign neglect: they get no watering, no weeding, and no disruption, because I think I'm the only person who realizes there's anything between the hedge and the building.

My knee had been bothering me this morning, so I did an abridged workout, just upper-body and mat work.
Cardio: 22 minutes, top heart rate 140. (I ran out of newspaper by minute 19, in part because too much of the features section of today's Newsday was about TV coverage of the war.)

Bench press: 50 pounds, 12, 10, 6+4; 45 pounds, 8

Adjustable row: 110 pounds, 3 sets of 13
Triceps pulldown: 35 pounds, 12, 12, 15

Crunches: 4 sets of 20. Bob-the-trainer came over partway through and gave me some advice on positions, which I thanked him for but mostly didn't use. I understand his reasons for not putting the hands behind the head, namely to avoid using the neck muscles when the abs get tired, but when I tried reaching upward instead, the muscles at the back of my head tensed up.
Back arches with physio ball: 2 sets of 15

Biceps curl: 40 pounds, 2 sets of 10. 35 pounds, 15
Lateral raise: 5 pounds per hand, 3 sets of 15

The usual stretches


Then I walked up to Tea Den and had shrimp with black bean sauce for lunch. After lunch, I strolled north a bit.

The crates of clementines outside Fairway looked dubious, so I went on north. I found the health food store L had mentioned that carries Maya Gold chocolate, and came away with two bars of Maya Gold, one bar of Green and Black's dark chocolate (minimum 70 percent cocoa solids), dried cherries, and crystallized ginger. Westside Market had no clementines, dubious or otherwise, so I got a red bell pepper, bread, brie, light cream, and grape tomatoes. I then made a quick stop at Bruno the King of Ravioli, where I got pesto (much of which I will freeze in the handy ice-cube tray) and pumpkin tortellini.

And thus home via the IRT to the discovery of crocuses, and a fine cup of tea prepared for me by my beloved cattitude.

Comments

[treadpath.livejournal.com]

Congrats on the croci! And everything else, of course. But the croci particularly please me. It means it is truly spring. :)