Thursday, August 01, 2002

i had a bet with my wife's friend a few months ago on who could lose the most weight by the time she got married... so, for about 4 months, i ate good, exercised, and drank light beer. then when the bet was done, i gained a lot of it back. wanting to get back down to where i was, i decided to keep working out. the gym got boring as hell, and there's only so many days a week you can ride a mountailbike when you live in town. so i tried this place that just opened up that's supposed to be a cardio power yoga kinda thing, called bikram yoga. didn't think it would be hard, thought i'd give it a try, might do some good just to open up my mind and stuff, and at least that way i couldn't say id didn't try....... man it was kick ass, it was a great workout, it was extremely hard, lots of stretching but in ways that felt like you had been running and lifting weights at the same time. 90 minute class in a 105 degree room. really did do kinda weird stuff to the whole mind body experience, i really liked it. i guess i'm obligated to mention that i had to leave the room after about 45 minutes to get rid of some "bad karma" that had come up from my gut... it was neat, and i was scared about the next day, but i wasn't sore at all. i'm going to start trying to do this a few times a week, and i'll keep you informed about the progress and what i really think about it after a while.

Tuesday, July 30, 2002

As I'm sitting here in my 8x12 corporate cell listening to the Oldies station (who's slogan is We Play All Songs Older Than You Are), I was listening to a song that I thought was Mr. Bogangles (it was something else), and it made me think about something... Everyone's always bitching about so and so pop star recording a "Texas Songwriters" song (a title I am rapidly learning to dilike). Where would some of these guys be if they wouldn't have had some other guys record hits that they wrote? Jerry Jeff and Mr. Bogangles, Chis Wall and Trashy Women... I'm sure there's a thousand more but I'm not thinking right now... We can even go further into a sub-genre (Tom, is that a real word?), look how much RedNeck Mother did for Ray Wiley Hubbard when JJW recorded it, or what about all the songs Chris Claridy wrote (currently of 1100 Springs fame) in the early Jack Ingram days...

Monday, July 29, 2002

It's Monday. I'm back. I'm sore as hell but I sure had a darn good weekend. Hit the road out to Jacksonville to see our friend JohnT and McKenzie. I figured out how to maintain the perfect buzzzzz... drink a six pack at the usual rate (read: fast) and then keep consuming at the rate of 3-4 for the next 48 hours. yes it worked. i assume i'm sore from tubing and jetskiing, maybe it's some kind of f'd up hangover that's effecting my arms and legs. you never know.
we had 6 people in a 450sf house/lodge, 7 if you count the baby inside my wife's stomach... cramped? hell no. it was great. we were out on the lake most of the time in duane's 454 baja or on the dock... i put on just enough sunscreen to still get a little burned so i can remember how much fun it was but not be in a jet ski up to 50 mph (my personal record) and ate enough fajita meat to keep the diet coors flowing through me system. foound a new scott copeland cd i hadn't heard. played some guitar. fyi - if someone is driving up really fast ona jetski and you're holding a $1600 martin, RUN AWAY! luckily, it didn't hurt it but it sure scared the crap out of me. i don't remember it coming with a waterproof rating like my watch...

there's a lot more from this weekend that i'll add on here later on. hope you had as much fun as i did in the last two days.