Where I beat back the weather with bullet points

  • I hate the dreadmill treadmill. Not only do I get incredibly bored when I run on it, but, every time I log significant miles running without going anywhere, my left knee/foot goes numb and then hurts for a week aftward. So I don’t run on the dreadmill. But I do love to run . . . but I won’t run outside when I fear cars slipping on the ice and failing to stop before hitting me. So the weather that we’re currently dealing with, in central Pennsylvania? It’s not letting me run.
  • I didn’t get out to shovel the inch-or-so of show that fell on Wednesday. This wouldn’t be horrible but then ice fell. And then it froze hard. I don’t think I could shovel it now, if I tried. So my driveway is kind of a death trap — I’ll heavily salt everything tonight. Hopefully that will work.
  • Typing “death trap” put “suicide rap” into my head, so know that I’m fighting off Bruce Springsteen lyrics as I type the rest of this.
  • Despite not running, I seem to be making steady gains on my weightlifting goals. And I do have some big runs coming up. I just hope the roads clear before March, as I have a full marathon scheduled for April.
  • I really, really need to trim my beard.
  • I think I’m going to be signing CJ up for ninja lessons martial arts class right after I finish my run as music director of a local high school musical.
  • I respect people who do not need coffee to get going in the morning. But I don’t know if I trust them.
  • One of the un-anticipated downsides of shaving my head is that my cat, at 2 in the morning, will wake me by licking my scalp to “groom me.”
  • I’m starting to think that “busy” is just my way of life. I just wrote out a list of dates that I’m not available to gig with my band, and that caused me to break rule one of being busy: “don’t think about it.” When you run from one thing to the next, you just learn to deal with it. But when you stop to think about everything you need to do, and everywhere you need to be, it makes you tired. So I just made myself tired.
  • That said, I have a whole lot of interesting stuff coming up – musicals, symphony concerts, bar gigs, and Lord of the Rings Day1.
  • One of those musicals is Bat Boy the musical. When the music director who recruited me last spoke to me about the show, he said that he wasn’t going to be able to be director anymore. So now I need to figure out if I’m still playing (likely, since it’s a volunteer gig), and if so, what instrument (piano or bass). If I’m not playing, I need to figure out if I have the time to myself or if I’m expected to direct the show. Ah, the life of a musician.
  • I really, really want to be strong & graceful enough to do handstand push-ups.
  • I have three subtly-patterned Hawaiian-style shirts. I wear them to work when the weather has been too cold.
  • I really had to fight off the urge to stop in a Dunkin’ Donuts this morning & order one-of-everything (which would kind-of be useless on me, because I despise chocolate, so half of the pastries would be wholly unappetizing to me).
  • I fell asleep before the end of the Super Bowl. For the second year in a row. The sports-fanatic teenaged version of me would be furious with me right now.
  • I’m still eating Super Bowl leftovers. Damn, I’m a good cook when the food I’m making is absolutely horrible for me.
  • That said, it’s been awhile since I’ve made myself jalapeno poppers. Or a great big burger. I think I just figured out my next “I ran a shitton2 of miles today” dinner.
  • After getting through the audiobook of Doctor Sleep, I’m quite tempted to re-listen to all of the Stephen King. Seriously, the book was that good. But first, I think I’ll finish up the Dresden Files thus far.
  • The first porn title I ever remember “The Dresden Diaries.” I’ve been to Dresden – I remember being disappointed that everyone wore clothing.

1 I’m having people over my house to watch all of the Lord of the Rings movies while I serve coffee, breakfast, second breakfast, elevensies, lunch, snack, tea, dinner, dessert, second dessert….we’ll all eat like Hobbits. It will be awesome.
2 1.342 shittonnes.

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