serinde: (burn!)
[livejournal.com profile] syringavulgaris: My spies have told me the SHOCKING TWIST!!~ of the new M. Night Shamalamadingdong. Would you care to partake?
[livejournal.com profile] elibalin: OWLBEARS!
[livejournal.com profile] syringavulgaris: Close:
O NOES TEH SPOILERZ )
serinde: (brew-up)
In an unusually efficient morning, I achieved X-rays, specialist appointment, and physical therapy. And I was still in work by noon. Go Me.

My damage appears to be uneven wearing and grinding of cartilage. Cause unknown, since I couldn't point to any trauma; the frontrunners for guilt are the leg extension weight machine, which is apparently evil on your knees, and/or the way I was trying to correct my running stride since I tend to land on the outside of my feet. Whatever the reason, what seems to be going on is that my quadriceps are MIGHTY!~ and have told the rest of my muscles "oh get out of the way you useless sods, let me do it" so that when I move my knee, it's Doin It Rong, and the connective tissue has thus become very unhappy, and worn, and inflamed.

So, here is what I have to do:

- 600mg vitamin I, 2x daily (morning and night)
- No running.
- Yes elliptical.
- No deep-knee stretches or movements or aggravations.
- No leg extension machine, for it is Evil.
- Single-leg bridges, 2 reps of ten, on each side (for to strengthen my glutes. Apparently my ass is not mighty enough)
- I.T. band roller stretch, 2 min on each side (this hurts like a motherfucker)
- 3 or 4-inch stepdown on the right side, making sure my left knee does not turn inward when I step, 2 reps of ten
- Come back three more times in the next several weeks for PT followups
- Come back and see the boss doctor in a month.

At that latter point, he will see how it's going, and judge whether this will be sufficient or whether bigger juju will be required. (I'm okay with that.)
serinde: (job joy)
So. Orientation. Part of this is, they march the kiddies up to the computer lab, and have them register for Fall courses. This year, it's cause for DRAMA!~ because CUNY has decided (not entirely unreasonably) that it's very Bad to have students authenticating to the course registration app by SSN, and said "instead thou shalt use the CUNY Portal", which is fine except the Orientation/New Student people had no freakin' idea how this worked. So I researched it all, and explained it to them, and me and Accounts Guy stuck around for two or three registration sessions, and we found all the tripwires, and I documented them all. And I spent a day writing and condensing down a one-page help sheet, with helpful screenshots, to give to the "peer advisors" (upperclassmen who help at registration time), and passed it unto the Orientation People. And my work here was Done, and Done Well.

I was just chatting to one of the peer advisors. Who then asked me a whole bunch of questions answered in said help sheet. Which he had never seen nor heard of, and was about to send a bunch of newbies to entirely the wrong place with the wrong problem.

WHY. DO. I. BOTHER.
serinde: (determination)
After a good deal of advice and input after my post earlier this week, I have modified things a bit. First, adding stretching. Second, per the Mayo Clinic, I'm going to aim for 12 reps of any given weight, whereat the twelfth rep should be barely do-able.

This ended up being a little disjoint, as a) I was pressed for time and b) there were a lot of zombiepunks bogarting machines. IT'S SUMMER, CHILDREN, GO THE FUCK HOME.

5 min. elliptical
Stretching. I went through the usual round of pre-aikido stretches, which cover most of the body.
Lateral pull-down: 12 reps @ 50 lbs
Modular shoulder press: 12 reps @ 4 lbs <-- higher
Leg extension: 12 reps @ 3 lbs <-- higher
Fly: 12 reps @ 2 lbs <-- hard.
I started doing the pullover, but I'm really convinced it is just too large for me. I'm feeling it in all the wrong places. So I gave over.
Seated Row: 12 reps @ 40 lbs.
Assisted chin-up: 10 reps @ 100 lbs. <-- higher
Assisted dip: 10 reps @ 100 lbs <-- higher (Remember, these two are counterweight-operated, so the less it's set to the more of your own weight you're dealing with.)
serinde: (food)
The recipe is actually "Penne col Sugo di Tonno e Peperoni", but I don't need the empty starch calories. Of course, I didn't need the HALF CUP OF OLIVE OIL, either. And I was too lazy to roast the peppers in advance. Edits, as you see, were made.

Minced two cloves of garlic, chopped two bell peppers, and sauteed them in (much less) olive oil until nummy. Added salt, pepper, and 2 T. capers. Turned off fire, threw in 2 cans of tuna (water pack, drained). Made a slice of sprouted-wheat toast and applied as much of the glop as would stay on it.

Result: pretty good, and tolerably health-conscious. Obviously with the mercury business you don't want to eat it every day, but I haven't had tuna in a goodly while so I don't think my brain will immediately liquesce.
serinde: (I see stupid people)
All email sent from my work account has my full name in the GECOS field.

All email sent from my work account has my full name in the .signature.

People keep responding to email from my work account with my name variably, and invariably, misspelled.
serinde: (self-control)
1. My knee went *twinge* as I was leaving work, and walking has been an entertaining and variably painful prospect since.

2. There's some mysterious pain in my right middle finger that is triggered when I do things like, oh, TYPE. It's as if there's a splinter, but I see no splinter here.

3. I feel like I'm coming down sick. (Unsurprising perhaps, as Steve and [livejournal.com profile] elibalin were unwell last week, and [livejournal.com profile] nedlnthred was so this weekend.)
serinde: (determination)
5 min. on the elliptical blah blah.

Lateral raise: 2 reps of 10 @ 2lbs
Modular shoulder press: 2 reps of 10 @ 3lbs
Pullover: 2 reps of 10 @ 3lbs <--- raised this weight
Leg extension: 2 reps of 10 @ 2lbs
Leg Something Else That Does Hamstrings: 2 reps of 10 @ 2lbs
Assisted dip: 2 reps of 10 @ 115lbs
Assisted chin-up: 2 reps of 10 @ 115lbs. I changed to yet a third hand position, whereat it did seem to be using my back more than my arms.
Back To The Old Fly Machine: 2 reps of 10 @ 2lb. Grindingly hard.
Seated Row: 2 reps of 10 @ 25lbs. This was mostly to kill time while waiting for the situp bench.
13 situps on the angle bench, where at the 13th I got a charley horse...in my left hip. I mean, what?! (I have a suspicion this was delayed result from one of the leg machines.) Anyways, I deemed it prudent to stop at that point.

I think I'm doing some of these wrong, because I'm not always feeling it where the helpful colored-in muscle diagram says I should. And I think I may be doing them in an infelicitous order. And I definitely shouldn't be generating charley horses. Anyone recommend a book or a non-bozotic web site on these deep matters?
serinde: (Fuck off.)
"No sir, don't like it."

It's a good introductory game system, but it's not a good system. I agree with [livejournal.com profile] mighty_god_king's assessment that it's RPG For MMORPGers. It's not for those of us with more sophisticated needs.
serinde: (today I am eight)
I have been staggeringly useful until 3pm, what with work and purchasing of food and booze. Now I have swimming pool, and a Singapore Sling (which, since I had no lunch, has knocked me three sheets to the wind), and good company, and I am well-content.

Enjoy the moment, yes?
serinde: (Fuck off.)
I have to slog into the City to give another G-D freshman orientation--yes, haul all the way in and back out on a Saturday morning for a twenty minute fucking speech about information the kiddies won't seriously need for three months yet. It's hot and humid and I'm wearing jeans, because the Crimson Tide is rushing onshore and like hell am I going to risk putting a scarlet badge on any of my summer dresses; also I am crampy and bloatish. On top of this, because my brain was mapping today as a work day, it woke me up at 6, and 6:30, and 7, each time increasingly ZOMG LATE EVERYBODY PANIC!!. Finally got up at 7:45 in disgust.

Steve, bless his little early-morning heart, made coffee while I was grouchily pulling weeds.

I toyed with the idea of sticking around in town and doing stuff, but it's too hot and I feel too foul, so will drive in, give talk, pick up champagne sparking wine at the reputedly-awesome liquor store across from campus for [livejournal.com profile] nedlnthred's parents' party, and escape home. (And then do grocery shopping.)
serinde: (Sacred Chao)
In the midst of packing clothes not much used, I came across the closet where my prom dress and my wedding dress were hanging side by side. Now, the prom dress was the subject of a bet between Steve and me, back when I first determined to Do Something about my weight, lo these many years ago; I wagered[1] I would be able to fit into it again, which goal I never yet achieved. Of course I tried it on, and of course it is still too small, by a good margin; no brainer.

But then, moved by the usual sentiments this sort of situation generates, I tried on my wedding dress (silk satin and freshwater pearls, hand-made by [livejournal.com profile] nedlnthred, ably assisted by Kasia; I made the buttons and did the pearl-sewing-on). It is too big, which I knew--but it's too big in the same amount that I'm too big for my prom dress. So in theory, barring what I learned about women's bone structures continuing to grow, it's not that unreasonable a goal.

[1] I can't remember what I wagered. This is lame and vaguely disturbing.
serinde: (self-control)
So, if no exercise, then must be strict food control. Thus I have started logging food with FitDay again.

Part of what tends to make me fall off the wagon is the nuisance of keeping track of everything. I can, and have, done it before; but it seems to be much harder to force myself back to it, as if by having succeeded once I have proved it and don't need to prove it again. Except that I'm not doing this as a symbol of how iron-willed I am, I'm doing it to be less of a wobbling pudgebucket. Stupid backbrain. ANYWAYS; since I am a creature of habit, and tend to eat the same damn thing every day, I created a "new custom food" which is the part of my daily consumption that doesn't change.

Thus:
* breakfast *
1 (large) egg
1 slice of TJ's sprouted wheat bread
a schmear of low-fat not-butter
2 splashes of half-and-half in coffee

* elevenses *
1 reduced-fat cheesestick
15 almonds

* lunch *
3 cups mixed greens
1/5 package of extra-firm tofu
2/3 of a bell pepper
1 T. salad dressing

All of this adds up to 628 calories: 37g fat, 39g carbs, 38g protein. This is too much fat, and not enough protein. Ideally I'd replace the tofu with a leaner protein, but that becomes a logistical issue (I don't always roast a meat over the weekend, generating leftovers for salad). The easiest solution is canned tuna; but eating a half can every day leads to the whole mercury question.

What to do, what to do.
serinde: (Fuck off.)
It's college, and from what I can tell university, policy that for the middle chunk of the summer--end of June through early August (but not the week of Independence Day; don't ask), roughly--the place is Closed on Fridays. You can either work 8-5:30 and take a 45 minute lunch, or you can chalk the days up to your vacation balance; but you Do Not Show Up For Work On These Fridays.[1]

This year, the season starts on June 23. Unless you are the school gym, in which case summer is now, and anyone who wants to work out for the first three Fridays of the month is just screwed.

I am deeply vexed. I can't even go for a long walk for lunch, as my knee starts objecting[2], and the last thing I want to do is make it any worse; so weights, leavened with a judicious amount of elliptical, are my only option to burn off energy without committing mayhem.

[1] I have mixed feelings about this. On the one hand, Fridays off, Holy Shit!. On the other, my transit suddenly becomes a Goddamn circus; I may end up forced to the 6:30am train, fuck you very much. We shall have to see how it shakes down.

[2] Yes, I'm getting it looked at. I can haz referrals, and I have a sports-medicine specialist appointment next week.
serinde: (Syringa vulgaris)
I have irises! Even the ones that sprouted confusedly in the middle of January, that I thought were frost-burned for sure.

OTOH, I am remembering why Grandma rarely encouraged us to pick peonies for bringing into the house: Yes, they're lovely. Yes, they smell nice. They are also full of ants.
serinde: (on the short bus)
[livejournal.com profile] syringavulgaris: This looks like it might be interesting.
[time passes.]
[livejournal.com profile] elibalin: Yes, that does sound interesting.
[livejournal.com profile] syringavulgaris: I'm just not sure if the bar will be too, too hipster
[livejournal.com profile] syringavulgaris: afkdfjkdl
[livejournal.com profile] syringavulgaris: "Launched in part as a hangout for the members of Fall Out Boy..."
[livejournal.com profile] elibalin: Erm.
[livejournal.com profile] syringavulgaris: And their website is Dead On Arrival.
[livejournal.com profile] syringavulgaris: (you see what I did there)
serinde: (determination)
As usual, started with 5 min. on the elliptical.

Modular shoulder press: 2 reps of 10 @ 3lbs
Lateral raise: 2 reps of 10 @ 2lbs
A Different Fly Machine: 2 reps of 10 @ 30lb. I'm not sure why the numbers are so different.
20 situps on the angle bench.
Pullover: 2 reps of 10 @ 2lbs. I might be able to up this.
Leg extension: 2 reps of 10 @ 2lbs
Assisted dip: 2 reps of 10 @ 115lbs
Assisted chin-up: 2 reps of 10 @ 115lbs. I did different hand positions for each rep; I am not entirely clear how much difference it makes.
serinde: (Sacred Chao)
Museum of the City of New York : Byron Company Collection On Line.

"This database contains digital images and descriptive information about individual works in the Byron Collection. The collection consists of over 22,000 photographs of New York City and its environs taken by the Byron Company between 1890 and 1942."

I think I just creamed my drawers.

Edit: Note to [livejournal.com profile] caelfinn: They have a whole section devoted to Delmonico's.
serinde: (determination)
I've just calendared in the Midsummer Night Swing and the Bryant Park movies schedules. Even though I've no intention of going to every iteration of either of these events, nor anything like it, it's still a sudden mass of STUF breaking out all over. And I'm not sure which way my psyche is going to jump: desire to throw myself into interesting, engrossing things, or need to be quietly withdrawn. OR BOTH SIMULTANEOUSLY YAY.

I also want to get back to the monthly Doing Stuff plan, particularly since the weather finally nice enough so that things like walking around looking at architecture are now a reasonable option.
serinde: (on the short bus)
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