Life of E's

A newly minted mechanical engineer describes disappointments and triumphs in her life

Thursday, October 26, 2006

badge, goals, bananas

I got to work today and clipped on my badge and realized that I am wearing the same outfit today that I wore when I got my picture taken for my badge on my first day of work almost 2 years ago. I’m happy to share that the only difference is that I have taken in the waist and hips of those pants by about 2 inches. Yay.

About the time I started working, I undertook “Operation: Get Hot.” It has been a long uphill battle. With a pretty strong confidence level, I can say that I’ve made progress, even though I’m not (but probably never will be) where I want to be. I wear my old badge as a cheerful reminder of how far I’ve come. Rarrr.

All of my sports leagues are wrapping up and my mom asked me yesterday what I’m going to do with myself. That got me thinking and as boring as it sounds, without volleyball and softball to distract me, now I have no excuse for not hitting the gym. I consider winter to have started on 10/1 and it will end on 3/31. (I realize these are completely arbitrary dates that add up to 6 months but I chose them because I pretty much can’t play softball or volleyball outdoors during that time period.) I made a list of goals I’d like to accomplish in the gym by 3/31/07. These mostly include incremental progress on the bench press, timed mile, dumbbell bicep curls, and weight loss. Last night, I ran an 8:57 timed mile on the treadmill. (Do any of the other softball players still submit themselves to timed mile torture???) I know it doesn’t count as a real timed mile but I’m still pretty pleased with it. So I guess the goals are the motivation for the winter workouts, and I know that the harder my self-imposed ass kicking is, the quicker I can achieve my goals and cross them off my list.

Speaking of lists, I love My Name is Earl. And managing my queue on the blockbuster online site.

I saw lots of St. Louis fans wearing red snow caps that say “CARDS” in white capital letters. I think it’d be pretty funny to photoshop a picture of them so that it reads “TARDS.” I’m going to hell for that thought.

I have a theory on bananas. (I thought I had already written about it but my blog search didn’t turn anything up.) They have a 2-3 day period of their life where they are perfect. I like mine still a little green at the tips. I stopped buying bunches of bananas because they all go through their perfect time at the same time, and besides monkeys, who can eat a bunch of bananas in 2 days? My grocery store strategy now involves buying single bananas from different bunches, taking care that each of the singles are at a varying stage of ripeness. I try to only buy the lonely single bananas and not break up bananas from their families because I’m considerate like that.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm not sure how many other softball players read your blog, but I'm going to guess that you're the only one still doing the timed miles. I am in awe of your dedication. When my softball career ended on April 28, 2003 I vowed that I would never run again. Except for the time when our dog escaped out the front door while I was getting the mail and my one block sprint this morning to catch my bus, I have pretty much stuck to that. I forget who said this (maybe you? right before a timed mile?): "I am in shape. Round is a shape." So even though I have probably found all of the weight you've lost (conservation of mass in the universe), I've decided that as long as I can still catch my dog and the bus, I'm doing OK.
~Sister Liz

4:03 PM  
Blogger JuneMechE said...

I must say, I do the same thing with bananas.

5:01 PM  
Blogger reyn said...

LIES!!! I requested this post BECAUSE you told me about breaking up families!! Devourer of orphans!! Destroyer of the nuclear banana family! Spin doctor!!

...ok, that last one crossed the line. I'm sorry. But only for the last one.

8:04 AM  

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