Much posting about nothing

Is the ability to communicate in writing "art?" I write, sometimes making poetic narratives, other times just making 1-sided conversation with a keyboard. On a good day I refer to my writing as a painting, today it is just like reciting a grocery list past-tense.

Huh. Tina just made a post asking about fitness info, brad and vj responded, and I took a gander at the sources they cited (especially http://www.stumptuous.com/cms/index.php - meant for girls, which dispels stupid myths like "She eats like a horse but doesn't gain a lb!" but has very cool easy to read and funny information). I've seen vj in particular insult my workout truths for years, and preach his workout truths...but for some reason at 5am today it seems to make a bit more sense.

Why? I've been doing the same strength training workout since high school. I mean I had a major influx of information from some trainers in 1995-2000 when I made friends with some gym freaks and a marathon runner, but overall I've not really researched much about working out. Why would I - working out is for meatheads!? Perhaps working out wrong for years on end is for meatheads.

I was just noticing that while I work out a lot, I don't get the results I think I should. I get gains, sure, but not necessarily the way or amount I want. For no particular reason, I think I'm going to write down what that routine is and was.

Rule #1 - don't wear any kind of headphones. Why? Well, what if you get into a fight, and your favorite song isn't playing? What then, huh? What if your opponent's guard doesn't fall down slightly on a regular rhythm to the lyrics? What if your opponent notices your tide rises and falls rhythmically and is strongest at the song's climax, what then? I ask you! Seriously, your motivation should come from inside, and piping the perfect music in makes you dependent on fluff to work out. Take the abuse of gym music, and really appreciate when they play a good song. Work despite your environment. ( Long description of my current workout )

For upper body, that's about it. I am more likely to get sore in the shoulders and back than the chest, and my bench is still stuck. I'm noting this for the record in case I shake it up soon. I think if nothing else I'm going to put squats back into my routine, and explore if I can take some lightweight ones to the floor. I also want to figure out dead lifts. I think cowbells...I mean kettle bells are overrated, but what do I know. Nothing you do that makes you tired sucks, right?

In completely different news, my car. I was SHAMED because ...
I parked my car at the hospital for my daily visit. I park a block away and walk so I don't have to pay for parking (you know I'm cheap, right?) To my dismay my driver's side window wouldn't go up. I turned the car off and on, banged the door (ugh, broke plastic under the padding), slammed the door - nothing. I got out and pulled fuses (owie fingers owie) and found none blown. So I visited dad and went straight to the dealer. I needed periodic maintenance anyway, but I wanted to shop the next AM (this AM). I dropped my car, but the mechanic gave it a once-over. He came back in and said the window worked fine!? Turns out I triggered the never-used child safety switch...d'oh! I postponed maintenance, and knowing I have 1-2k to do soon (timing belt, tune up, maybe exhaust, maybe brakes, many fluids & cleaning) I decided to check out the "VIP trade in special" scam to try and get me interested in buying a new car while trading in my old one.

( I'm not sure why I posted about my car shopping experience, but I did )

All about numbers. I just feel like posting, so here is nothing.