Michelle’s House of Horror

That’s really about all I have to say. It’s a great workout, and someone makes you keep pushing it so you can’t get lazy. Sometimes the music is a bit too electronica for my tastes, but that’s about the only negative. Well, that and my wrists hurt. I know– my wrists always hurt. Now I want to get a real bike. And ride it. Outside. On the street. Maybe I should put air in the tires of my Burningman bike first, and see if I even like riding in the street? I will have to figure out how to get the lock off first. Yep. Forgot the combo.

I propelled myself over 100 miles this month…with one day to spare!
Running/biking/walking and ellipticalling for a total of 103.33 miles.

What’s my new goal going to be? I don’t know–I’m thinking maybe I’ll try for bringing up my average miles per month for the year to 100. I’m at 181.68 miles for the year which is only 90.84 miles per month on average, so I’d need to do 118.32 miles between now and the end of March to make up for my “low miles” in January. That’s reasonable, I think.

I don’t know what I’d have to do in April to top that.

Yeah, well…a bit. When I’m not trying to run/walk/bike/elliptical 100 miles in a month. A girl’s only got so many hours in a day, y’know.

I do have a pair of fingerless gloves on the needles. In a very pretty color (sienna over bronze? I don’t remember!) of Sundara Yarn. And then there’s the scarf I’m knitting out of a particularly pretty shade of Blue Moon’s Silkie called Oregon Red Clover Honey. Knitting only at lunch and weekends a bit is slowing me down considerably.

Mark talked me into taking a spin class tonight. The biking kind, not the sheep kind. I was convinced that it would kill me, and yet I am strangely not dead. Not even particularly suffering. In fact, dare I say? I thought it was fun. There, I said it. Fun. Sweaty, but fun. I will definitely do some more of that. It will help me reach the new fitness goal for the month. Really, I should think of them at the beginning of the month, don’t you think? However. How does this sound–running/walking/ellipticalling or biking 100 miles by 2/29/08. If I count the spin classes conservatively at 8 miles, it’ll be feasible. I think I’ll go for it. After all, I’ve already reached my goal for 4/1 so I need a target.

Who knew I was so numbers driven?

All of our parental units have returned safely from their travels with photos galore.
Mom and Larry’s photos are here on the kodak gallery if you like pictures of Machu Picchu and cute llamas and such.
Jim and Marcy don’t have an online photo repository, but had some nice pictures of their Egypt travels. Camels, pyramids. What’s not to like? If Mark gets a cd, we’ll post some over in the jolin-carleton gallery.

if I met my goal?

Yes, sports fans, that is correct–I have officially walked/run/ellipticalled over 100 miles between January 1st and April 1st. If I am not very much mistaken in my calendaring skills, I even met my goal well ahead of schedule.

That means I’m done until then, right?

hornswoggled if I’m not just about to 100 miles (92.45 to be precise) already, mostly on the elliptical. Remember how I said I wouldn’t do anything crazy like run with my feet actually on the ground? Don’t worry–I didn’t. I did do about 10 miles of running on a treadmill though, but my knee didn’t appreciate it. I may try it again some time, but OMYEFFIN’GAWD it’s BORING on a treadmill! I may have to try running outside.

Mark is taking spinning classes. No, not the fiber kind. The bicycle kind. He wanted me to get up at 0730 on a SUNDAY so he could go. Not going to happen. He’s a maniac on a bike–and looking forward to getting back out on his real bike when the weather is nicer.

All interesting or noteworthy activities have pretty much come to a halt whilst we are eternally at the gymnasium. Knitting is happening, but I have no photos. Blogging, obviously is not happening very regularly. Reading is happening a little.

Oh, except I finally got together with my friend Christine after 8 years. It was so great to talk to her!

The spousal unit bought a new Prius and an obscenely gigantic TV. AND he’s getting cable.
We made room for the car in the garage by donating our motorcycles to the Humane Society. Yes, folks–we have 2 cars in our 2 car garage. It’s true.

Mark’s parents are off galavanting around Egypt. Mine are off to Peru.

I need to do the taxes.

Work is maddening.

That’s about it!