A couple of years ago I was running often. I enjoyed it. And I felt pretty good about myself for doing it. I’m not sure why I quit; something deeply neurotic and psychologically disturbed no doubt. In any event, it has been a while since I ran regularly so, as one would expect, I have added a few extra pounds to my, never-svelte-to-begin-with, frame. A recent visit to Puerto Vallarta reinforced this. There is nothing as effective as spending a week in a beach resort full of gay men to bring one’s physical imperfections into stark and glaring focus. Historically, negative feedback has been more likely to send me off on a quest to find the perfect pizza than to the gym but I am attempting to take a more enlightened approach this time.
I went to the gym five (count ’em!) times last week and have been trying to eat responsibly. The greatest evidence of my renewed commitment to health is the reintroduction of, gulp, oatmeal into my morning routine. I loathe oatmeal but I find it is less gag-making with the addition of some cinnamon and a dollop of all-natural, no-sugar-added applesauce.
To paraphrase a quote often misattributed to the Bible; if I act as if I like it, a liking for it will be given unto me’. We’ll see.
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Last weekend I went to a play downtown. The venue contains several performance spaces so there were two shows taking place at the same time. I went to see a play called Other Desert Cities. I will blog about it shortly. The other performance, and apparently the better attended, was of a production called Respect: A Musical Celebration of Women. I know nothing about it other than what is on the poster but it looks like it would be fun. It would definitely be fun if it were a sing-a-long….
…..and they do allow cocktails in the theater.
I wonder if they have ‘rush tickets’.
I may be talking myself into it.
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There has been a shift of my iPhone gaming habits. I play a number of games on my phone but, until recently, my favorite, and by ‘favorite’ I mean most time-consuming, was Bejeweled Blitz. Well move over BB and make way for Candy Crush Saga. I’d heard of this game but never looked at it. Then one day I got an email from a friend through Facebook asking his friends to send him lives. I’m a nice guy. He’s a friend in need. So I thought; what the heck! I’ll log in and figure out what I need to do to send him the gift of life. In two weeks since, countless hours have simply vanished. CC in Chandler AZ I hold you responsible for the monkey on my back. Playing on my generosity and eagerness to help a friend was like free heroine. Now I am hooked.
Does anyone still play Words with Friends?