I got up and out bright and early, and was at the bank before 9, to deposit some cash in my checking account and close my savings account (I have a better savings account elsewhere), moving the whopping sixty-three dollars in that to checking.
Then I went to the gym, and had a nice thorough workout, with several exercises where I increased the weights: Cardio, 33 minutes, top heart rate 156
Assisted chin-up, 10, 5
Calf machine, 50 pounds, 2 sets of 15; 47.5 pounds, 15
Bench press, 60 pounds, 10, 10, 8
Seated leg curl, 85 pounds, 2 sets of 15; 80 pounds, 15
Adjustable row, 90 pounds, 15; 80 pounds, 2 sets of 15
Tricep pulldown, 45 pounds, 3 sets of 15
Wrist curl, 25 pounds, 3 sets of 15
Crunches, 4 sets of 20
Back arches, 15, 17, 16 (not creativity, just brief carelessness on when I ended the first set)
Tree, 4 sets of (2 on each leg)
Bicep curl, 35 pounds, 3 sets of 15
Lateral raise, 5 pounds each hand, 2 sets of 15
Seated leg press, 225 pounds, 3 sets of 12
Lat pulldown, 72 pounds, 12; 60 pounds, 2 sets of 12
Stretches
After working out and showering, in a moment of optimism I put my name on the reservation list for yoga tomorrow.
I had a quick lunch in Chinatown, then bounced out to Brooklyn, where Sahadi was full of people doing Christmas grocery shopping, or so I assume. I'd agreed to meet L there, but she was delayed, so I took my time, bought nuts and things as well as the stuff on my shopping list--we were out of tomato paste and the preserves I use to flavor my yogurt, and low on honey and cocoa powder--and discovered that the price of vanilla beans is up again, and unlikely to fall before the end of 2005. I suspect I'm not going to be replenishing the vanilla in the sugar canister very often.
Walked over to L's, stashed my stuff (food purchases and backpack), and wandered around a bit with her, including another stop at Sahadi, because she wanted chestnuts. Then we had lunch--or maybe breakfast in her case. Yes, I'd already had lunch. My stomach thought a slice of pastilla (Moroccan-style chicken pie) would do nicely nonetheless. A bit of time hanging out at her apartment, then back to Inwood. I left my downstairs neighbor's Hanukah party about 40 minutes ago, having cut up vegetables, because
cattitude was tired, but I may go back after posting this and see if the latkes are ready. Heather was very apologetic about things being delayed, but she'd had to deal with a crisis at work.
And my feet hurt, probably from the amount of time standing around in the store rather than from the walking.
Then I went to the gym, and had a nice thorough workout, with several exercises where I increased the weights: Cardio, 33 minutes, top heart rate 156
Assisted chin-up, 10, 5
Calf machine, 50 pounds, 2 sets of 15; 47.5 pounds, 15
Bench press, 60 pounds, 10, 10, 8
Seated leg curl, 85 pounds, 2 sets of 15; 80 pounds, 15
Adjustable row, 90 pounds, 15; 80 pounds, 2 sets of 15
Tricep pulldown, 45 pounds, 3 sets of 15
Wrist curl, 25 pounds, 3 sets of 15
Crunches, 4 sets of 20
Back arches, 15, 17, 16 (not creativity, just brief carelessness on when I ended the first set)
Tree, 4 sets of (2 on each leg)
Bicep curl, 35 pounds, 3 sets of 15
Lateral raise, 5 pounds each hand, 2 sets of 15
Seated leg press, 225 pounds, 3 sets of 12
Lat pulldown, 72 pounds, 12; 60 pounds, 2 sets of 12
Stretches
After working out and showering, in a moment of optimism I put my name on the reservation list for yoga tomorrow.
I had a quick lunch in Chinatown, then bounced out to Brooklyn, where Sahadi was full of people doing Christmas grocery shopping, or so I assume. I'd agreed to meet L there, but she was delayed, so I took my time, bought nuts and things as well as the stuff on my shopping list--we were out of tomato paste and the preserves I use to flavor my yogurt, and low on honey and cocoa powder--and discovered that the price of vanilla beans is up again, and unlikely to fall before the end of 2005. I suspect I'm not going to be replenishing the vanilla in the sugar canister very often.
Walked over to L's, stashed my stuff (food purchases and backpack), and wandered around a bit with her, including another stop at Sahadi, because she wanted chestnuts. Then we had lunch--or maybe breakfast in her case. Yes, I'd already had lunch. My stomach thought a slice of pastilla (Moroccan-style chicken pie) would do nicely nonetheless. A bit of time hanging out at her apartment, then back to Inwood. I left my downstairs neighbor's Hanukah party about 40 minutes ago, having cut up vegetables, because
And my feet hurt, probably from the amount of time standing around in the store rather than from the walking.