Weird dream I had last night.
Supposedly I had this "friend" (who looked a lot like Lindsay Lohan during her younger years) wasn't feeling so well so she asked me to drive her home using her car. Except I had to meet up with some friends of mine so she agreed to go there first before I drove her home.
Now, that seems like a normal dream, yes? Except for one thing. The car.
A McLaren Mercedes SLR.
I know why I dreamed of that car specifically. It was before going to sleep last night. I was watching this movie starring Dwayne Johnson, where he's this hotshot football player who discovers he has a child. And in that movie he drives a McLaren Mercedes SLR. I didn't get to finish the movie since I was really sleepy. But I do remember the car.
As for the "Lindsay Lohan" looking friend, I have no idea where that came from. Probably from some E! News report about her and her lover.
The mind creates weird things when one is asleep. Too bad it had to be that strange dream. I'd rather have dreamed of food.
Out.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Return of the Metal
I've been listening lately to lots of '90s metal songs. Actually, just Metallica, Megadeth, Pantera, and Helmet. And not exactly all their songs. I've gotten copies of Megadeth, Pantera, and Helmet's best of albums. And they rock.
Plus the fact that I've been doing exercises on my guitar probably adds to the fact that I'm trying my darndest (does anyone even use that word anymore?) to reconnect with my high school days. It's only now that I'm starting to appreciate practicing with the guitar. And only that now that I appreciate the music that I enjoy listening.
I used to like the music because I thought I could relate to the lyrics and stuff. But now I appreciate it for what it is, good metal music. And only now do I realize how awesome the guitarists were and how gifted they were to be able to create that music.
Which brings me to my next topic. The guitar.
Sure I'll never be able to match the skill and speed that Dimebag Darrel (RIP) has, but I am trying my best to be a competent "lead guitarist" instead of the poser I once was in high school. I'm actually forcing myself to do the finger exercises I found boring before. And I can actually see results happening. Patience is indeed a great gift.
I can actually play the first part of the first solo of Metallica's One quite coherently nowadays. Not unlike before when I pretended that I could play it. And the more I get better with the guitar the more appreciative I am of the music I listen to.
Maybe my PS3 getting broken was a good thing after all. It's been almost 2 months since it started acting up and my guitar playing has gotten better in 2 months. Obviously not a coincidence.
Well that's all for now.
Out.
Plus the fact that I've been doing exercises on my guitar probably adds to the fact that I'm trying my darndest (does anyone even use that word anymore?) to reconnect with my high school days. It's only now that I'm starting to appreciate practicing with the guitar. And only that now that I appreciate the music that I enjoy listening.
I used to like the music because I thought I could relate to the lyrics and stuff. But now I appreciate it for what it is, good metal music. And only now do I realize how awesome the guitarists were and how gifted they were to be able to create that music.
Which brings me to my next topic. The guitar.
Sure I'll never be able to match the skill and speed that Dimebag Darrel (RIP) has, but I am trying my best to be a competent "lead guitarist" instead of the poser I once was in high school. I'm actually forcing myself to do the finger exercises I found boring before. And I can actually see results happening. Patience is indeed a great gift.
I can actually play the first part of the first solo of Metallica's One quite coherently nowadays. Not unlike before when I pretended that I could play it. And the more I get better with the guitar the more appreciative I am of the music I listen to.
Maybe my PS3 getting broken was a good thing after all. It's been almost 2 months since it started acting up and my guitar playing has gotten better in 2 months. Obviously not a coincidence.
Well that's all for now.
Out.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Health Watch
Haven't jogged for almost two weeks now. Partly my fault, partly the weather's fault.
My fault because when I did have the opportunity to jog last Monday I decided against it. I did get some sort of work out because I had to help haul some office equipment which got me a decent amount of sweat AND also spelled the start of the demise of my pants.
As I was bending down to pick up one of the equipments I heard a rather loud but short pop. Checking my ass I discovered that the seams of my pants had started popping off. Again. No hope for these pants anymore, I guess. I don't mind because I've had these pants since 2000 and eight years is more than enough time to wear pants. I guess it's also time for me to say goodbye to them.
The weather has been acting up lately also. A storm that was supposed to have passed the country decided it hadn't seen enough and went back. When it comes time to jog for me (Tuesdays or Thursdays) that's when the rain usually falls. But on the days I don't jog nothing but cloudy skies. No rain.
Ach. Well I'd better start watching what I eat again. I can't seem to maintain my focus of losing weight consistently for longer than 2 week stretches. Usually I'll go 2 weeks discipline, 3 weeks pig out. Have to get rid of that pig out period.
And that's that.
Out.
My fault because when I did have the opportunity to jog last Monday I decided against it. I did get some sort of work out because I had to help haul some office equipment which got me a decent amount of sweat AND also spelled the start of the demise of my pants.
As I was bending down to pick up one of the equipments I heard a rather loud but short pop. Checking my ass I discovered that the seams of my pants had started popping off. Again. No hope for these pants anymore, I guess. I don't mind because I've had these pants since 2000 and eight years is more than enough time to wear pants. I guess it's also time for me to say goodbye to them.
The weather has been acting up lately also. A storm that was supposed to have passed the country decided it hadn't seen enough and went back. When it comes time to jog for me (Tuesdays or Thursdays) that's when the rain usually falls. But on the days I don't jog nothing but cloudy skies. No rain.
Ach. Well I'd better start watching what I eat again. I can't seem to maintain my focus of losing weight consistently for longer than 2 week stretches. Usually I'll go 2 weeks discipline, 3 weeks pig out. Have to get rid of that pig out period.
And that's that.
Out.
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
The Weight-Watch Diaries (?)
About two weeks ago I started jogging after office hours with an officemate of mine. So far our schedule has been Tuesdays and Thursdays. We run around the block of Velasquez Park in Salcedo Village. Around the block meaning we run on the sidewalk and around the block where the park and carpark is. Not inside the park.
So far the past two weeks have been pretty good. My shins ache and stuff but that's basically because they're not used to the fact that I'm actually doing any strenuous physical activity. My weight has dropped to 102kg which is a hell of a lot less than my previous 105kg. Still heavy, I know but it's a start.
Anyway yesterday was sort of a milestone for me. I managed to finally slow jog around the whole block for the first time. Used to be I could only go 3/4 of the way. After the one full lap I started walking for about 5 - 6 laps then did another jog, almost would have made it another full round had I not stopped to walk around some pedestrians.
Then, because of the fact that I am still working my way into shape plus the fact that my officemate was not in top form, we decided to walk inside the park. They do have a paved path inside the park where most people walk around or jog around. After one or two laps my officemate took off on his own on a fast jog. After about another lap I took off on my own and did 3/4 of the path on a relatively fast jog. Not bad.
After last night's jog I'm more inclined to just walk / jog inside the park rather than outside it. I realized that the paved path is a lot smoother than the sidewalk outside, where there are some cracks and stuff. Plus the path has ups and downs, which is a great way to change the difficulty of the walk / jog. Rather that just walking around a relatively flat sidewalk.
The main reason I decided to start walking / jogging isn't weight loss. I've noticed I've become a slob. I think I have what some people describe as a sedentary lifestyle. Almost no physical activity. I'm more concerned about getting more physical activity for my body than losing weight, because I'm pretty sure I'll start losing weight once I get my body in shape.
I want to avoid panting after a few minutes brisk walk. I want to make sure I can climb a flight of stairs and not be gasping for air at the top. I want to be able to look at myself in front of a mirror and not think how disgusting I look. Most people will suggest going to the gym, but I did that last year and while it did help initially, I eventually became disinterested in it. Maybe because I have to go to the gym and work out. Maybe because I have to pay monthly dues and if I don't get to go to the gym I feel like I'm wasting my money.
At least in walking / jogging I don't have to spend anything. I just need to change my clothes to a more appropriate attire.
100 kg. That's my target for now. If I can drop to 100kg then maybe 98kg isn't that far away.
One step at a time, though.
Out.
So far the past two weeks have been pretty good. My shins ache and stuff but that's basically because they're not used to the fact that I'm actually doing any strenuous physical activity. My weight has dropped to 102kg which is a hell of a lot less than my previous 105kg. Still heavy, I know but it's a start.
Anyway yesterday was sort of a milestone for me. I managed to finally slow jog around the whole block for the first time. Used to be I could only go 3/4 of the way. After the one full lap I started walking for about 5 - 6 laps then did another jog, almost would have made it another full round had I not stopped to walk around some pedestrians.
Then, because of the fact that I am still working my way into shape plus the fact that my officemate was not in top form, we decided to walk inside the park. They do have a paved path inside the park where most people walk around or jog around. After one or two laps my officemate took off on his own on a fast jog. After about another lap I took off on my own and did 3/4 of the path on a relatively fast jog. Not bad.
After last night's jog I'm more inclined to just walk / jog inside the park rather than outside it. I realized that the paved path is a lot smoother than the sidewalk outside, where there are some cracks and stuff. Plus the path has ups and downs, which is a great way to change the difficulty of the walk / jog. Rather that just walking around a relatively flat sidewalk.
The main reason I decided to start walking / jogging isn't weight loss. I've noticed I've become a slob. I think I have what some people describe as a sedentary lifestyle. Almost no physical activity. I'm more concerned about getting more physical activity for my body than losing weight, because I'm pretty sure I'll start losing weight once I get my body in shape.
I want to avoid panting after a few minutes brisk walk. I want to make sure I can climb a flight of stairs and not be gasping for air at the top. I want to be able to look at myself in front of a mirror and not think how disgusting I look. Most people will suggest going to the gym, but I did that last year and while it did help initially, I eventually became disinterested in it. Maybe because I have to go to the gym and work out. Maybe because I have to pay monthly dues and if I don't get to go to the gym I feel like I'm wasting my money.
At least in walking / jogging I don't have to spend anything. I just need to change my clothes to a more appropriate attire.
100 kg. That's my target for now. If I can drop to 100kg then maybe 98kg isn't that far away.
One step at a time, though.
Out.
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