Thursday update.
I haven't done much this week.
Lets see...
The weekend I sat around either in a car or on a couch. It was comfy.
Monday night:
2min/2min walk/run on the treadmill
weights
abs
you know the drill
Tuesday night:
1min/2min walk/run outside with Crystal
some stretching
then home where I did some abs
OH and groceries i needed groceries
Wednesday night:
out with friends - important birthday dinner
Thursday night:
I'm still here.
At work.
My intentions of going home and having a run outside after work are not going to happen now. It's freeeeeezing outside.
Vancouver has been in a cloud of fog for two weeks now. It's suppose to be lifting just in time for more snow. yeah. fun.
I'm not going to Floor Hockey tonight.
I'm indifferent about floor hockey.
I like my team.
Not really a fan of the dirty players on the other teams and I hate getting hurt hurt. Sure a little banged up never hurt anyone...but seriously...some of these guys are just plain dirty. And when I get bumped to hard I'm not shy about it, but I'm not exactly good about it either. Maybe my temper flares up just a tad...okay..more than a tad. And I feel bad about it, embarassed even...because it's not cool and i know that and all you want to do is have fun. But I don't need an email lecture reminding me about that either. ya know? who wants that? do you? A lecture just makes it worse...but a question or a brief statment...is all that is needed. Especially when it's friends. Or that's my opinion anyways.
I feel though I need to give it a bit more time though to get back into the groove of it. But tonight I worked a little too late and considering the email in question came yesterday...why the hell would I want to go? Maybe next week I'll go.
Hopefully tomorrow night i'll make it to the gym...or maybe even volleyball???
hmmmm lets not get too far ahead of myself.
Showing posts with label floor hockey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label floor hockey. Show all posts
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
Worked my ass off yesterday. So much so, I'm not sure I'm going to make it to the gym.
40 min of 2min walk/3min run
90 crunches
60 russian twists
30 straight leg lifts
30 DB flys
30 DB press
stretching. lots and lots of stretching.
1 hour of floor hockey...well not really one hour but intermittent bursts of energy for 2 or 3 min shifts over an hour - lots of fun. Good crew and good fun. The best part was that after every shift I wasn't out of breath! The worst part was that my pants continue to want to fall down when playing floor hockey but not when running.
what up with that?
40 min of 2min walk/3min run
90 crunches
60 russian twists
30 straight leg lifts
30 DB flys
30 DB press
stretching. lots and lots of stretching.
1 hour of floor hockey...well not really one hour but intermittent bursts of energy for 2 or 3 min shifts over an hour - lots of fun. Good crew and good fun. The best part was that after every shift I wasn't out of breath! The worst part was that my pants continue to want to fall down when playing floor hockey but not when running.
what up with that?
Monday, January 5, 2009
2009
it's the beginning of a new year.
and i have few decisions made.
2008 was the year of me.
well 2009 is to be the year of my health.
time to continue headstrong into the lifestyle changes and commit to them full force.
for the next 28 days. no alcohol. unless take last minute vacation with jodie to an all inclusive drink fest in mexico [hopefully that will be put off until February] and even then it's a limit to my alcohol intake. hopefully this will save me a couple hundred a month.
start doing more activities.
the goal is to do a minimum of 1 hour of hard core activity a day. If not an activity, hit the gym. I have to get serious. especially if there is a threat of a bathing suit in February :) Plus, i hate the way i look in pictures, hence why i don't post any.
currently my activity schedule is light, thursday is floor hockey and if my social life really craps out, friday night i can hit the kits community centre for some vball....other than that, the treadmill and i are friends.
it's either this or save for plastic surgery.
cheers to the new year and to a new body and a new life.
and i have few decisions made.
2008 was the year of me.
well 2009 is to be the year of my health.
time to continue headstrong into the lifestyle changes and commit to them full force.
for the next 28 days. no alcohol. unless take last minute vacation with jodie to an all inclusive drink fest in mexico [hopefully that will be put off until February] and even then it's a limit to my alcohol intake. hopefully this will save me a couple hundred a month.
start doing more activities.
the goal is to do a minimum of 1 hour of hard core activity a day. If not an activity, hit the gym. I have to get serious. especially if there is a threat of a bathing suit in February :) Plus, i hate the way i look in pictures, hence why i don't post any.
currently my activity schedule is light, thursday is floor hockey and if my social life really craps out, friday night i can hit the kits community centre for some vball....other than that, the treadmill and i are friends.
it's either this or save for plastic surgery.
cheers to the new year and to a new body and a new life.
Friday, December 5, 2008
good thing i'm right handed...i didn't need my left wrist anyways
so last night was the last floor hockey game of the season.
we like playing against this team.
too bad one guy was playing a tad overzealous and aggressive. so much so that he basically ran into our goalie [50/50 division of fault] and the buy went flying head first on to the floor and busted open his chin.
same guy comes back out later and then plays like a complete and utter asshole running around the gym ball hogging and trying to score, because now his ego is damaged because he didn't score when his chin busted open. anywhoodle, idiot was out of control [in my humble opinion] and tried to shoot at the net and in the process upon follow through on his shot and how high his stick went, hit my left wrist....bone...or right on the side of the bone on the outside of my wrist. I dunno...all i know is that it hurt like a mo fo. and it took a concious decision not to throw my stick at his bloody head, and i turned and threw it at the floor. I was sooo pissed off. The guy didn't even bat an eye and continued to play like a facking douchebag.
he is a nice guy though and asked how my wrist was at the end of the game and apologized for the accident. but i said that he could be in more control of his stick, regardless of finishing a shot. the other thing is though that we like playing against this team, we like going out after the game with this team. but if another guy on another team had done this, this would have been more of an issue for everyone. other than just myself.
after the game both teams went out for a few drinks, i had water, while others had nachos and beers. i also declined the really good smelling cookies Capt'n made. i did break down and have the veggie platter. i'm trying to eat better more consistently and make better food choices in restaurant situations. it also doesn't hurt the wallet to be more fiscally responsible either.
as for my wrist? just chopp off my left fore arm. something ain't right and the acute pain is so ridiculously annoying and well...painful that if it doesn't go away by Sunday...er...Monday...i'm going to the doctor. [Sunday maybe difficult due to impending hangover].
tonight? shopping at the mall then off to the gym on a Friday night. yeah...my social life is declining a tad, because i need to figure out balance and figure out who is supportive of my life hanges and who is mocking my life changes and who just not fitting into my idea of who I want in my life.
we like playing against this team.
too bad one guy was playing a tad overzealous and aggressive. so much so that he basically ran into our goalie [50/50 division of fault] and the buy went flying head first on to the floor and busted open his chin.
same guy comes back out later and then plays like a complete and utter asshole running around the gym ball hogging and trying to score, because now his ego is damaged because he didn't score when his chin busted open. anywhoodle, idiot was out of control [in my humble opinion] and tried to shoot at the net and in the process upon follow through on his shot and how high his stick went, hit my left wrist....bone...or right on the side of the bone on the outside of my wrist. I dunno...all i know is that it hurt like a mo fo. and it took a concious decision not to throw my stick at his bloody head, and i turned and threw it at the floor. I was sooo pissed off. The guy didn't even bat an eye and continued to play like a facking douchebag.
he is a nice guy though and asked how my wrist was at the end of the game and apologized for the accident. but i said that he could be in more control of his stick, regardless of finishing a shot. the other thing is though that we like playing against this team, we like going out after the game with this team. but if another guy on another team had done this, this would have been more of an issue for everyone. other than just myself.
after the game both teams went out for a few drinks, i had water, while others had nachos and beers. i also declined the really good smelling cookies Capt'n made. i did break down and have the veggie platter. i'm trying to eat better more consistently and make better food choices in restaurant situations. it also doesn't hurt the wallet to be more fiscally responsible either.
as for my wrist? just chopp off my left fore arm. something ain't right and the acute pain is so ridiculously annoying and well...painful that if it doesn't go away by Sunday...er...Monday...i'm going to the doctor. [Sunday maybe difficult due to impending hangover].
tonight? shopping at the mall then off to the gym on a Friday night. yeah...my social life is declining a tad, because i need to figure out balance and figure out who is supportive of my life hanges and who is mocking my life changes and who just not fitting into my idea of who I want in my life.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Wed Night Workout
as my previous post alluded too, i did in fact make it to the gym last night, where i did a walk/run [3min/2min] for 45min, so about 20min of running.
tonight. Floorhockey.
tonight. Floorhockey.
Friday, September 19, 2008
It's all about the FloorPlay
last night i went back in time to a period of my life which i must admit wasn't really all that great. it was when i was 12 years old and had to play games in gym class. games such as dodge ball, hand ball and floor hockey. last night i played floor hockey. as expected i have not developed a great love for those intramural sports that you played while growing up. so you wonder why would someone want to play a game that they don't really like. one word answer. Friends.
our team, FloorPlay, is full of great people with a lot of enthusiasm. and the jokes, oh dear the jokes. with a name like FloorPlay i think it's expected that we don't take ourselves too seriuosly. we are all about having fun and hopefully not getting beat up while playing against the other teams. we don't have scheduled lines, we don't have set plays, we don't have a superstar BUT we do have fun. that is the only reason why i'm playing. these people are fun.
it's all about the FloorPlay
our team, FloorPlay, is full of great people with a lot of enthusiasm. and the jokes, oh dear the jokes. with a name like FloorPlay i think it's expected that we don't take ourselves too seriuosly. we are all about having fun and hopefully not getting beat up while playing against the other teams. we don't have scheduled lines, we don't have set plays, we don't have a superstar BUT we do have fun. that is the only reason why i'm playing. these people are fun.
it's all about the FloorPlay
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