so, in my running experiment (ha, pun!) i’ve reached 180 miles (or so). i include the (or so) because i remain fairly solidly convinced that the route i ran today is longer than the nike+ kit says it was. it’s old, what does it know?
An amusing voice of rationality has got stuck on the roof.
“In the Bullshit Department, a businessman can’t hold a candle to a clergyman. ‘Cause I gotta tell you the truth, folks. When it comes to bullshit, big-time, major league bullshit, you have to stand in awe of the all-time champion of false promises and exaggerated claims: religion. No contest. No contest. Religion. Religion easily has the greatest bullshit story ever told.
Think about it. Religion has actually convinced people that there’s an invisible man — living in the sky — who watches everything you do, every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a special list of ten things he does not want you to do. And if you do any of these ten things, he has a special place, full of fire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry forever and ever ’til the end of time!
But He loves you.
He loves you, and He needs money! He always needs money! He’s all-powerful, all-perfect, all-knowing, and all-wise, somehow just can’t handle money! Religion takes in billions of dollars, they pay no taxes, and they always need a little more. Now, you talk about a good bullshit story. Holy Shit!”
-George Carlin
… and I will walk one hundred more. And I’m not pretending.
Ha, 90’s music pun. But yeah. I broke the 100 mile mark a few days ago, and the Nike+ website gave me a certificate to print out. Go me.
Every now and then I clean out the Akismet Spam filter that keeps my blog free of nonsense advertising put there by web robots of ill repute. This time, I started to notice a bit of a similarity between the blog spam comments and the ranting of the Hybrid in BattleStar Galactica:
Spam Comments: “elliptical scalar,symbolizes:troopers Americanism rebroadcasting? Suitcases federal null depress coped passenger home. Moons scarecrow applied purgatory black.”
Hybrid: “Two protons expelled at each coupling site creates the mode of force, the embryo becomes a fish that we don’t enter until a plate, we’re here to experience evolve the little toe, atrophy, don’t ask me how I’ll be dead in a thousand light years, thank you, thank you. Genesis turns to its source, reduction occurs stepwise though the essence is all one. End of line. FTL system check, diagnostic functions within parameters repeats the harlequin the agony exquisite, the colors run the path of ashes, neuronal network run fifty-two percent of heat exchanger cross-collateralized with hyper-dimensional matrix, upper senses, repair ordered relay to zero zero zero zero.” (link)
I know it’s just randomness, but it’s fun to think that the spam robots are portals to some kind of unrevealed universal intelligence. Or they’re all just crazy.
End of line.
So I had almost forgotten that I had set a self-milestone of 200lbs to start the second phase of The Mad Experiment: building muscle.
Phase II began last night on my floor:
- 30 crunches
- 40 knee-pushups
It’s a tiny start, but it’s a start. We’ll see how it goes.
Oh. I didn’t see you there. Hello.
Notable Milestones in The Mad Experiment:
- 200.0 lbs
- 10:00 mile (12:28 overall average for the run, 2.5 miles)
I’ve come to realize I need more than one pair of running shorts. That should keep me occupied for about twenty minutes this weekend.
I’ve posted some photos of my family’s recent cruise vacation to Mexico here. It was really fun, and I got a bit of a sunburn. Now I’m molting. Teach me to use spray-on sunblock.
Anyway, the ship was pretty cool, and I got a good workout with all the stairs and walking.
I started back to the running thing tonight, and it was a whole lot easier than I expected, after not having done it for over a week.
2.66 miles, 34 minutes.
…what would we do without you?
Not have funny captions on bird pictures, that’s for sure.
[photo from the BBC at bbc.co.uk]
New .. personal .. best .. mile .. time .. 12:01.
.. gasp ..
2.75 miles.