New and Improved Torture
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Well I went to see Sandra in the gym yesterday, and went through what I’d been doing. I told her I wanted to increase the intensity of the workout, plus get an alternative program to do on tuesdays and thursdays, and concentrate some effort on my chest and stomach. Well. That may have been a mistake…
I ran the alternate workout this morning – plenty of ab work and some extra cardio / leg work. My God I hurt. It’s definitely going to be beneficial, but I’m seriously looking forward to getting past the first couple of weeks! I’m up to Warrnambool tomorrow so I’ll not get to do the bigger circuit, which is focused heavily on legs and chest / arms, but I’ll give that one a go on friday.
Oddly enough, it made a real difference doing something different this morning – I didn’t think I was that fussed about doing the same thing every day, but the change was great. Plus the new exercises are challenging, which is keeping me interested. Hopefully this heavier programming will help me start cutting into my upper body weight, and at the same time bring back some serious musculature on my chest and shoulders which will help. With any luck I’ll have made visible changes by the end of december, and should get more physical confidence through that as well.
Noisy Gits Update
Remember the post I made some time ago about the three italian commuters on my morning train? Well I’ve discovered something interesting. It seems that the excessive verbosity and volume is sourced from one of them in particular – the tall thin one with the moustache *casts evil looks about the place*. The last couple of times I’ve been on the train he hasn’t been with them, and they’ve completely shut up! It’s wonderful – the lady was even reading a book this time, so no noise whatsoever.
Let’s hope Mr Moustache has gotten himself a car, or a job in the outer suburbs…
Sadness
Last night, a dear woman name Janette Dart passed away quietly, after fighting with a huge amount of cancer growths throughout her body. Janette was the mother of one of the best people I know, Mr Michael Dart (plus mother to his three brothers and wife to their father). I haven’t much to say, to be honest, and I know how empty any words are at this point. I always loved the Dart family – they were good to me and always seemed to be the very ideal of a perfect family as I grew up. I’m sure they never knew it, but I took a lot of lessons from Jim and Janette Dart as a child and a young man, and they remain with me now as I attempt to be a good father to B. Jim is a great fellow – highly intelligent and with a wicked sense of humour, but above all a decent man. Janette was, as you might expect from her and Jim’s progeny 
, a beautiful, loving woman. A great cook too – and she was lovely to me whenever I stayed at their house, which I did regularly when I was younger. Janette used to work at the high school we went to as well, doing work with remedial students etc.
I never ever saw or even heard about the Dart family having an argument I’m sure there were many but between four great boys and two wonderful parents it always seemed like the idyllic home. When I heard that Janette had cancer I was blown away – not only because it was a shock to hear someone so close was so ill, but also because Janette – and the whole family – were always such healthy people. I suppose it makes little difference these days.
I have a number of other things to write about, but right now I don’t particularly feel like it. I might update a bit later.
Godbless to all the Darts (and Hockings etc etc) and especially to Jim, Jason, Graeme, Colin and my dear friend Michael. I love you and I’ll be thinking of you.
Housework is fun… housework is fun…
Sigh. Housework sucks. Not just the actual doing, in fact sometimes that can be very relaxing, just pottering about the house tidying things up. The thing that gets me is that you have to do it so often. There are so many things I’m trying to fit into my day, and I have to do housework on top! If I win the lottery, I’m getting a maid I can tidy up fine, my problem is maintaining the cleanly state. I tend to leave the dishes to stack up because I’m too tired in the evenings, etc etc so I end up with a big pile of em to do. I’m sure there’s a solution, I just kinda resent losing so much time to menial tasks, and then I find stupid ways to avoid doing it – and thus lose my time in some other useless pursuit such as watching the tv while attempting to convince myself that this is me relaxing and enjoying my time 
Maybe if I just get on with it and work it into my schedule I’ll find ways to make it easier – this is all probably common sense to most people but a lot of these day to day things escape me. I’d rather play with the Muppetty, read a book or fiddle with the computer…. ach well back to the trenches. Listening to an album named “The richest man in babylon” at the moment, and it’s awesome – thoroughly recommended to anyone who cares.
Secret Project Unveiled!
Tada! Finally the day has come and the secret project is revealed. R’s birthday is today, and we’ve managed to surprise her and chuff her to bits with some nice presents – dark chocolate ginger sweets and a gorgeous plush purple puppy from B, and an Mp3 player and carry case from me, plus the secret project
R was “staggered” at the digital picture frame, and I’m well chuffed. For me, the frame means a lot of things, both in its purpose and the work put into it, and R was really happy with it, which of course has made me very happy. So the morning, and the secret project are a great success, and I don’t have to keep it a secret any more. I’ve been bursting to tell her all this time and it’s been driving me crazy – and best of all it was a complete shock, she had no idea
So thanks to all that listened to me drivel on about it, and extra special thanks to Mr Charles Condon, who helped me with soldering on the new power button because I was too chicken to risk damaging the motherboard myself!