I’ve been telling myself that this blog needs a fresh post and just haven’t been able to get around to it until now. That doesn’t mean I don’t care about my loyal readers (both of you), just that when put up against other activities the blog fell short of the priority.

I just got a call from a company working with/for MADD to re-up my magazine subscription to Men’s Health. I read a couple of them, but I think I gave most of them to Rob when he was over last. There are some cool articles but for the most part it’s an ad-fest. At least when you’re reading a web site the ads are usually tucked away at the top or side of the screen where we can mentally filter them out. Magazines, not so much. I do pay for the stuff so I ought to give it another try.

Marilyn Manson is one weird duck, but I do dig some of his music. There’s one track, “If I Was Your Vampire” that I consistently keep in my play lists for the gym. I don’t know why, but I like it. Maybe it’s the vampire angle. I still think that if I were inflicted with some paranormal virus I think I’d prefer vampire over werewolf or something else. There’s just something about losing control that doesn’t work for me. Maybe that’s why I don’t drink much? Something to ponder…

The workouts have been amazing the last few days. I’ve been hitting the cardio like I used to back in the day: pushing passed the point where I really don’t want to do it anymore. Most of the time that comes in right around the 12 minute point when I’m doing heavy work. Those last 8 minutes are the suck if I’m doing it right. Lately it’s been 20 minutes on the elliptical followed by 20 on the treadmill. Both exercises are ramped up pretty high so my heart rate has been sitting right around 153–155 after the initial work.

I just realized I have no water here and I haven’t taken my vitamins or fish oil. Got to get on that.