Made it back to the gym this afternoon after sleeping uncharacteristically late on a weekend. I like my weekends to be productive so I try to get up as early as I do on weekdays.
Legs still feel like painful spaghetti, but I appear to be recovering faster after my runs, which is good news. My bro’s training is going OK, but I still intend to beat him 
What is with the market lately? Thankfully we have Jim Cramer. I may not always make money from his show, but at least he’s entertaining.
And for entertainment, we have Glenn Beck. Pretty funny guy. Very likeable. Just make sure to turn him off before Nancy Grace comes on. 
Well, I went running again this evening. This time I thought I’d attach my pedometer to my sock instead of my waist, thinking it may give a more accurate reading. Well, after an hour of running, I took a water break and saw that my pedometer registered all of….2.5 miles. So much for more accuracy. Maybe I need tighter socks?
So, I moved the pedometer back to my waist and ran for another hour. When I was all done, the pedometer showed 7 miles. Minus the 2.5 from the first hour that’s about 4.5 miles. I figure I ran about 9 miles today, which is what I wanted. This time, just walking for 20 minutes. Boy I feel like crap.
I just couldn’t muster a 4AM rising two days in a row. Was going to go tonight, but a friend is coming over to drop off her computer for me to look at. Heck, I built this one, hopefully I can fix hers. Wish me luck to tomorrow!
Was up at 4:30 this morning. Got to the gym for an upper body workout. Not bad. I’m a little sore now, I expect to be very sore tomorrow morning, when I go running again. Trying for 9 miles again. Wish me luck!
It’s startling to think that I’ve been watching this show for more than half my life. Not as funny as it used to be, but it’s still funnier than 95% of what’s on TV today.
No big subtext. I’m just in love with Maria Bartiromo. A quick scan of Google tells me I’m not alone.
OK. I admit it. Occationally I like to watch Antiques Roadshow. Wonder if I should take my cash register and get it appraised?
Here’s a picture of a cash register I bought last month. There was this old westen wear store near me that had been around for over 60 years. I had been looking for an authentic cowboy hat for years, but unfortunately, all that’s around here is Wal-Mart. Now I have nothing against Wal-Mart. I shop there about once a week myself. When you’re looking for something off the beaten path, however, Wal-Mart’s not the place to look.
So I finally make the time to stop in and, wouldn’t you know it, the place is going out of business in the month. I felt bad. The place had been around for over 60 years. The man behind the counter had been with the store almost since the beginning. There were pictures on the wall of the owners posing with Roy Rogers and Gene Autry. I found a fantastic cowboy hat infused with oil so it can be worn in the rain. Someday I’ll post a picture of that.
I returned a few weeks later on a Friday afternoon, their last day of business and bought myself a great pair of motorcycle boots. No, I don’t have a motorcycle…YET But hey, I got the boots and that’s a start! As the clerk was ringing up my purchase, I asked him how much for the register. The clerk replied that the owner would have to talk to me about that. I gave him my business card and sealed the deal with the owner a few weeks later. I just had to have the cash register. Why? It was just so darn cool. It’s a piece of hardware from an America that’s quickly disappearing. Certainly from before my time, this thing appears to be from the 1940’s. Poets could probably explain it better than I could. It’s odd to be nostalgic for a time period one never experienced. As Brian Wilson sang: “I just wasn’t made for these times”. I just couldn’t let something this old, this important be junked. So here’s to you Studs Frontier Western Wear. Long may you ride.
Q: Could this be the most irritating woman on earth? 
A: Yes.