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On the other hand, maybe I haven't been quiet. *looks back* One post yesterday, none Sunday and Monday... and none Saturday. Three and four posts on Thursday and Friday of last week. So I guess in comparison - yeah, I've been quiet. What was I doing Saturday? Laundry. Boring. Oh! And driving to Harpswell to get the van back! But you know that if you read ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
eor, so I didn't feel the need to repeat it. It's SO nice to have a car again. :) It means I can drive to the gym and come home and take a shower and still make it to work on time.
I didn't want to talk about the gym until I'd actually proven I would go for at least a few days. However, now not only is the lifting ache beginning to set in but my period is starting. I might end up taking a day or two off, but I'd better go until I can't stand to, because I'm sure the exercise can only be good for the menstrual cramps, right?
I did 2 20-minute sessions of cardio yesterday, on the treadmill - my theory is to begin and end each session at the gym with some cardio and 'rest' by lifting weights, working on my back and shoulders. Today I did stationary bike for 25 minutes and the elliptical for five minutes. That thing kills me. I did that twice on Monday, and five and a half minutes is about all I can do. It shoots my heart rate way way up really quickly.
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Work, as you might guess if you read the news, sucked big time yesterday. There's a new rule that allows passengers to carry small amounts of liquids. But it can't be that simple. If they just left it at 'under 10oz total' or something they might possibly make the public understand it. But no, it has to be that each item has to be under 3oz AND all the items have to be in the same one-quart ziplock bag, only one bag per passenger. And then you get to declare baby formula or medications if they won't fit in your one ziplock bag. It's way too complicated and it (understandably) makes people even more angry than the total ban on liquids. It's so specific that they feel like they can't win.
"But it's in a bag."
"Yes, but you have five things each in their own bag. You get to have only one bag."
(or)
"But I only have one little thing. It would fit in a bag, obviously."
"Yes, but it must be in a clear quart ziplock bag. So you can't have your little lip gloss."
Or a zillion other variations thereof. It's quite simply THE most idiotic rule ever and I can't freaking understand why anyone thought this was a good idea. I seriously wanted to go out for a drink with my co-workers when I got out of work, yesterday. Or a huge chocolate sundae. Or both. But I did not. :)
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ETA: I forgot to mention! I also got some Dansko-syle shoes on Sunday! Joined a gym and bought dansko-shoes; it's creeping middle-classness. Terror!
eor, so I didn't feel the need to repeat it. It's SO nice to have a car again. :) It means I can drive to the gym and come home and take a shower and still make it to work on time. I didn't want to talk about the gym until I'd actually proven I would go for at least a few days. However, now not only is the lifting ache beginning to set in but my period is starting. I might end up taking a day or two off, but I'd better go until I can't stand to, because I'm sure the exercise can only be good for the menstrual cramps, right?
I did 2 20-minute sessions of cardio yesterday, on the treadmill - my theory is to begin and end each session at the gym with some cardio and 'rest' by lifting weights, working on my back and shoulders. Today I did stationary bike for 25 minutes and the elliptical for five minutes. That thing kills me. I did that twice on Monday, and five and a half minutes is about all I can do. It shoots my heart rate way way up really quickly.
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Work, as you might guess if you read the news, sucked big time yesterday. There's a new rule that allows passengers to carry small amounts of liquids. But it can't be that simple. If they just left it at 'under 10oz total' or something they might possibly make the public understand it. But no, it has to be that each item has to be under 3oz AND all the items have to be in the same one-quart ziplock bag, only one bag per passenger. And then you get to declare baby formula or medications if they won't fit in your one ziplock bag. It's way too complicated and it (understandably) makes people even more angry than the total ban on liquids. It's so specific that they feel like they can't win.
"But it's in a bag."
"Yes, but you have five things each in their own bag. You get to have only one bag."
(or)
"But I only have one little thing. It would fit in a bag, obviously."
"Yes, but it must be in a clear quart ziplock bag. So you can't have your little lip gloss."
Or a zillion other variations thereof. It's quite simply THE most idiotic rule ever and I can't freaking understand why anyone thought this was a good idea. I seriously wanted to go out for a drink with my co-workers when I got out of work, yesterday. Or a huge chocolate sundae. Or both. But I did not. :)
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ETA: I forgot to mention! I also got some Dansko-syle shoes on Sunday! Joined a gym and bought dansko-shoes; it's creeping middle-classness. Terror!
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Heheheh, thank you. :) See, this sort of thing is why all the bonding with the co-workers. We have to pat each other on the back and help each other keep our chins up. :)
I did not know they were a sign of middle-classness!
I suppose it's possible that they only are a sign of middle-classness here, because Portland is so dominated by hospitals and medical workers. You see someone downtown walking around in those and you think "Off-duty nurse." People walk around the streets and stores in their scrubs, and one day at work we even had two guys who were not together flying out in their scrubs. It looks to me like wearing your pyjamas on the street, coming from central Maine as I do. (Although pyjama pants are becoming much more common now. Maybe that's why.)