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Wow. So...I have time..and stuff. Weird. The diet went well, then not so well, then not so well, and now is going alright. We'll see where things are come August. Had an audition for Elite scholarship at APA last week, and I got it. This is swell, except that there doesn't seem to be any actual difference between regular scholarship and the Leather Bound, Diamond Encrusted, Platinum Edition Scholarship. Some people are worried that regular scholarship is going to disappear, so I guess it's good that I got on, but it's just weird. It's a very awkward time to be at the studio. It's also an awkward time to be at work, but that's a whole other drama, which doesn't bother me nearly as much as it should. Clearly it's just an awkward time in my life, which means that I am clearly an adolescent, which is clearly excellent. I guess that's it for now.
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One Week In
Feb. 22nd, 2006 03:52 pmThe exercise portion of my planamagig is going well-ish. I say "well-ish", not just because it sounds like "relish", but also because I seem to be getting that inflated look that some guys have. I have a theory about this, but we'll get to that in Part 2: Diet, or lack thereof. I'm now doing 8 sets per day, because I forgot my original goal on day 2 (that would be the day after I made the goal to begin with. Shut up.) and 8 sounded like a nice even number. Weekend workouts are surprisingly easy to get motivated for, when your wonderful, i-tune downloading husband buys "Very" by Moby for you. Granted, he might not want to listen to it 8 times a day, but he wasn't using his sanity anyway. If you don't know the song, come take the 7pm Wednesday Jazz class with me at Academy of Performing Arts (www.apastudios.com). It's awesome. Even better are the morning swims with the Bunny, which I could not, for several reasons, complete alone. Even better than that is that we've expanded into weekend swims, so we can swim for longer.
Part 2: Diet- In which I fail at even the seemingly simple goal of "Don't Eat Everything in Sight". I think this is why I'm getting that puffed look. I'm building muscle, which adds mass, and eating everything, which adds fat on top of the muscle. Building muscle helps your RMR, and aerobic exercise burns calories, but exercise, like Velma Kelly, simply cannot do it alone, especially if you're going for a svelte look. I try to eat regular amounts, regularly, but I always misjudge. Either my amount or my timing gets off, and then the next time I eat, it ain't pretty. Doesn't help that I don't know what the right amount is, for a single meal, or a daily basis. I've heard everywhere from 1,400 to 3,000 for dancin' boys. Further, if I start counting, 1,000 sounds like a lot. Maybe my goal for the week should just be to not gorge? I don't know what the right amount to eat is, but I definitely know when I'm in the middle of gorging. So, maybe the goal should be to not gorge, or if I do start to before I'm aware of it, to stop. Okay, that's it.
In other news, I have found myself with a weird "going back in time" sensation. I don't want to get too specific, largely because I don't really understand it, but for the past 2 weeks or so, I've been having feelings I haven't had in a long while, and not good ones. I think it's been at least a year, but I have no concept of time or space, so I might have had all of these last week for all I know. OooooOOOOooo. Mysterious.
Leaving today's post with good news, I now sit with correct posture, thanks to a presentation by exercise specialist Ryan Halvorson (www.thebiomechanics.com).
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Part 2: Diet- In which I fail at even the seemingly simple goal of "Don't Eat Everything in Sight". I think this is why I'm getting that puffed look. I'm building muscle, which adds mass, and eating everything, which adds fat on top of the muscle. Building muscle helps your RMR, and aerobic exercise burns calories, but exercise, like Velma Kelly, simply cannot do it alone, especially if you're going for a svelte look. I try to eat regular amounts, regularly, but I always misjudge. Either my amount or my timing gets off, and then the next time I eat, it ain't pretty. Doesn't help that I don't know what the right amount is, for a single meal, or a daily basis. I've heard everywhere from 1,400 to 3,000 for dancin' boys. Further, if I start counting, 1,000 sounds like a lot. Maybe my goal for the week should just be to not gorge? I don't know what the right amount to eat is, but I definitely know when I'm in the middle of gorging. So, maybe the goal should be to not gorge, or if I do start to before I'm aware of it, to stop. Okay, that's it.
In other news, I have found myself with a weird "going back in time" sensation. I don't want to get too specific, largely because I don't really understand it, but for the past 2 weeks or so, I've been having feelings I haven't had in a long while, and not good ones. I think it's been at least a year, but I have no concept of time or space, so I might have had all of these last week for all I know. OooooOOOOooo. Mysterious.
Leaving today's post with good news, I now sit with correct posture, thanks to a presentation by exercise specialist Ryan Halvorson (www.thebiomechanics.com).
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Attainable Goals
Feb. 15th, 2006 07:22 am( This is a really long post… )
On a final note, this is possibly my favorite picture ever:
Well, my favorite picture that's not of a mostly naked male, anyway.
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On a final note, this is possibly my favorite picture ever:
Well, my favorite picture that's not of a mostly naked male, anyway.
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Worth Posting About
Nov. 9th, 2005 11:27 amAnthony mentioned just now that there's a restaurant in RI that serves slices of cake that are the size of whole cakes in other places. I am fascinated with all things ginormous, especially foods, so I immediately looked it up. Upon further investigation, they are not quite that large, though they are impressive. Check them out for yourselves: http://www.greggsusa.com/desserts/cakes/. Anybody got anything comparable, or BIGGER? Preferably something vegan, and orderable, but just knowing it's there is really good enough for me.
On a side note, I've begun what I can only describe as epicurian masturbation. I look up images of various sweets, mostly cakes, pastries, and frosting. I don't yet save any of the pics, because that would just be weird. I've also taken to smelling dessert items that are around me, which seems to sate me.
Strange.
On a final note, I am 22% body fat. I want a re-test.
And a cake.
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On a side note, I've begun what I can only describe as epicurian masturbation. I look up images of various sweets, mostly cakes, pastries, and frosting. I don't yet save any of the pics, because that would just be weird. I've also taken to smelling dessert items that are around me, which seems to sate me.
Strange.
On a final note, I am 22% body fat. I want a re-test.
And a cake.
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