Fuck!
Fucking fuckity fuck fucks!
I had such high hopes for week 19, especially since week 18 was such a pisser of a back slide. Yet here it is, Thursday night and it's the first time I have made it to the gym all week.
Granted Monday I was still recovering from a steak/beer/adrenaline fueled weekend and sleep deprivation.
Tuesday I wanted to spend time with the wife and daughter because they had been at the beach since Friday.
Yesterday I just plain punked out because I didn't feel like busting my muscle fibers for a few hours then coming home to the backup report AND two hours of work so I just spent my time sitting at my desk and watching the daily show on hulu while I wittled away at 20+ servers.
But today, despite it being hellacious and grandiose in its grotesquery, I managed to haul out my resolve, shake loose the moth balls and suffer mightily in the pursuit of fitness. That sentiment rings a little hollow considering the abysmal quality of my diet over the past few days. Luckily I still have a 13000 MC buffer which still gives me about 24 days before I start falling behind the average.
It's amazing how I find myself in the same situation yet again, not even 10% of the way through the project, and how gods damned easy it is to fall behind and not be able to catch up. Pathetic sounding as it may be that's sort of a recurring them in my life since graduating college. Years pass with little to show for them and as galling as it is I still find it nearly impossible to counter 'just getting by' with meaningful events and useful activity like writing.
However I have hauled out some notebooks and started working earnestly on the sci-fi epic yet again. I try to make sure I write at least SOMETHING every day and when creativity fails I transcribe/edit what I have written previously.
It's amazing how after 7 years of intermittent work and nearly constant thought about this piece of literary history I intend to compose some parts are pristine and glorious as I wrote them so long ago. Others have to be picked apart for choice phrases or ideas and largely immolated to make room for better and bigger ideas.
Structure is still a massive problem since about half the story is written in present tense and the other half was conceived as a past tense endeavor. No matter how hard I try it seems like I always default to intermingling the two and its hell to catch and repair as I go.
At any rate, progress continues but not tonight.
Tonight I am Beta-reading a short story for one Peter Watts. I wish I could share the details but alas I cannot.
Showing posts with label gigacalorie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gigacalorie. Show all posts
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Week 18 Update: Injury and misery
It was a sad week, just a hair under my typical quota. 3.550 MC which isn't terrible and it would have been much better but my frickin' knee flipped out on me on Friday.
I got in a decent 1500 on Tuesday, 1200 on Thursday and I was well on my way to somewhere in between on Friday when a constant ache in my knee started to fuck up my concentration. Around 600 it got to the point where I couldn't stand the thought of keeping it up.
Sacrificing a body part, especially one connected to my quadriceps (my biggest source of calorie output other than my brain perhaps) just isn't worth losing for a single workout.
The good news is that I have already banged out 2450 for the week which means another good workout or 3 decent walks will get me back up to speed. Hopefully I can get a couple good ones in before Friday and the drunken debauchery of this weekend won't offset my progress too badly.
I plan to consume roughly 5 MC of alcoholic beverages and the only exercise I will be getting will include carrying my computer roughly 50 feet, swigging said alcoholic beverages and jumping out of my chair to scream obscenities during the LAN party portion of the festivities.
Good times, good times.
I got in a decent 1500 on Tuesday, 1200 on Thursday and I was well on my way to somewhere in between on Friday when a constant ache in my knee started to fuck up my concentration. Around 600 it got to the point where I couldn't stand the thought of keeping it up.
Sacrificing a body part, especially one connected to my quadriceps (my biggest source of calorie output other than my brain perhaps) just isn't worth losing for a single workout.
The good news is that I have already banged out 2450 for the week which means another good workout or 3 decent walks will get me back up to speed. Hopefully I can get a couple good ones in before Friday and the drunken debauchery of this weekend won't offset my progress too badly.
I plan to consume roughly 5 MC of alcoholic beverages and the only exercise I will be getting will include carrying my computer roughly 50 feet, swigging said alcoholic beverages and jumping out of my chair to scream obscenities during the LAN party portion of the festivities.
Good times, good times.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Day 120: 4 months of FUCK YEAH
The journey so far:
120 days since Feb. 1st.
62 gym workouts
100+ miles walked around the neighborhood
Net loss so far 18 pounds since Feb 1st. Net loss since last year is approximately 32 pounds.
Now I can say that but it doesn't really convey a tangible sense of the progress so far. Here's a little math and then a more visual example.
1 pound of butter (4 sticks) carries 3200 calories. If you're up to scratch on your nutrition you know that one pound of fat has about 3500 calories. The difference comes from some water and milk solids in said butter.
Now 18 pounds of fat in the body are sure to include some water, protein and bloodvessels so we'll use it as an analog for body fat. 18 pounds of butter is 72 sticks of net fat loss over the span of 16 weeks.
That's about .6 sticks of butter PER DAY for about 4 months.
Oh and here's a picture of 20 pounds of fat for comparison.
Mmm, bacon. At my current level of progress, despite the 2 week slow down, I could probably live on bacon and still lose weight.
120 days since Feb. 1st.
62 gym workouts
100+ miles walked around the neighborhood
Net loss so far 18 pounds since Feb 1st. Net loss since last year is approximately 32 pounds.
Now I can say that but it doesn't really convey a tangible sense of the progress so far. Here's a little math and then a more visual example.
1 pound of butter (4 sticks) carries 3200 calories. If you're up to scratch on your nutrition you know that one pound of fat has about 3500 calories. The difference comes from some water and milk solids in said butter.
Now 18 pounds of fat in the body are sure to include some water, protein and bloodvessels so we'll use it as an analog for body fat. 18 pounds of butter is 72 sticks of net fat loss over the span of 16 weeks.
That's about .6 sticks of butter PER DAY for about 4 months.
Oh and here's a picture of 20 pounds of fat for comparison.
Mmm, bacon. At my current level of progress, despite the 2 week slow down, I could probably live on bacon and still lose weight.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Week 15/16 Update: Still alive, somehow still on track
I'm too lazy to type this crap out again or copy pasta it for ya but here's a screenie.
I believe I am now in the phase where the sexy aspects of the project have worn off, the cheering crowds at the base of the hill are long behind and I have emerged from the treeline only to stare at a vertical climb that will take another (projected) 56 months to complete.
The attrition of late and suffering motivation are proving to be greater hindrances than anticipated though I am still performing at a comfortable margin above the necessary level. How this is possible I do not know.
Needless to say the effort is ongoing and swinging over into maintenance mode is taking some real adjustments, mental and physical. When you're not excited and seeing that first burst of weightloss its hard to stay supercharged for a protracted period of time. However there is hope and as of today's mad session and extra long walk I am already more than halfway done for the week.
Tomorrow shall bring fresh challenges, perhaps defeat and perhaps still another step towards victory.
I believe I am now in the phase where the sexy aspects of the project have worn off, the cheering crowds at the base of the hill are long behind and I have emerged from the treeline only to stare at a vertical climb that will take another (projected) 56 months to complete.
The attrition of late and suffering motivation are proving to be greater hindrances than anticipated though I am still performing at a comfortable margin above the necessary level. How this is possible I do not know.
Needless to say the effort is ongoing and swinging over into maintenance mode is taking some real adjustments, mental and physical. When you're not excited and seeing that first burst of weightloss its hard to stay supercharged for a protracted period of time. However there is hope and as of today's mad session and extra long walk I am already more than halfway done for the week.
Tomorrow shall bring fresh challenges, perhaps defeat and perhaps still another step towards victory.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
The world economy is negatively affecting my sex life.
Yes the all-pervasive negative effects of a massive economic system undergoing self-correction have managed to find their way into my bedroom/couch/handy countertop spaces. As if the depreciation on the house, fear for my job and general moodiness of the population were not enough.
Allow me to explain for Veko and any hapless stumblers who find themselves on this page.
Right now I am going through the biological experiment I have dubbed The Gigacalorie Project which necessitates burning 3800 calories via cardiovascular exercise per week. This entails 3-4 trips per week to the local YMCA.
Until a few weeks ago this was not a major problem however the local establishment is itself negatively affected by the world recession in highly visible ways. Allow me to enumerate a few of them for you:
A month ago I could easily crank out a 1500 calorie workout with exertion but still feeling pretty good once I got half an hour of sedentary fluid reclamation. Now it's a freaking miracle if I can crack 1200 and I feel like asscock for hours after. More on that later.
For now I interject a bit more bitching about the pool situation. Previously going was difficult because of the distribution of water aerobic classes and the constriction of the 2 available lanes. This only lead to three available slots when working out was possible and then there was always the fear that both lanes would be occupied.
Now, with lingering demand for the portly denizens of the indoor pool the schedule appears freer but is totally unpredictable. Somedays there is no one in sight, other days the place is packed to the rafters. It doesn't help that the outdoor pool hasn't opened to relieve some of the pressure for the locals to take their kids to swim.
But I am ok with that. I am no longer a swimmer and have made my peace with that.
Back to the sex life, here's the causal chain that leads from wall-street to my bedroom. In the spirit of brevity I have trunked the first few links into a simpler form.
Economy gets fucked>people spend less money>YMCA gets less revenue, less visitors>YMCA cuts costs to match the lack of funds>AC gets cut>workouts become harder, take longer>longer recovery times are needed to acheive normal operations>since I work out in the evening this narrows the windows when the time/opportunity to get jiggy with my wife are diminished.
Fucking economy!!
Allow me to explain for Veko and any hapless stumblers who find themselves on this page.
Right now I am going through the biological experiment I have dubbed The Gigacalorie Project which necessitates burning 3800 calories via cardiovascular exercise per week. This entails 3-4 trips per week to the local YMCA.
Until a few weeks ago this was not a major problem however the local establishment is itself negatively affected by the world recession in highly visible ways. Allow me to enumerate a few of them for you:
- The towel service has been indefinitely suspended. Therefore if you swim or shower you must bring your own linens. Also if you sweat enough to merit a little hand towel you are stuck bringing your own.
- Excercise classes have been thinned out, some eliminated entirely. The pool schedule has never been freer once they trimmed off 8 of the 22 weekly water aerobics classes. Which is nice but all the flabby people still show up and take up both of the two available lanes. Bastards.
- Shower time is limited to 5 minutes, which is fine but they've actually started having people periodically roam through and announce the limit. It's not exactly enforcement but it's enough to kill your enjoyment whilst cleaning.
- Finally the worst and most egregious of the cuts has been to the air conditioning. This time last year, close to my failure of the last attempt at a gigacalorie the cardio room was kept around 70 degrees even when the outside ambient was above 90.
A month ago I could easily crank out a 1500 calorie workout with exertion but still feeling pretty good once I got half an hour of sedentary fluid reclamation. Now it's a freaking miracle if I can crack 1200 and I feel like asscock for hours after. More on that later.
For now I interject a bit more bitching about the pool situation. Previously going was difficult because of the distribution of water aerobic classes and the constriction of the 2 available lanes. This only lead to three available slots when working out was possible and then there was always the fear that both lanes would be occupied.
Now, with lingering demand for the portly denizens of the indoor pool the schedule appears freer but is totally unpredictable. Somedays there is no one in sight, other days the place is packed to the rafters. It doesn't help that the outdoor pool hasn't opened to relieve some of the pressure for the locals to take their kids to swim.
But I am ok with that. I am no longer a swimmer and have made my peace with that.
Back to the sex life, here's the causal chain that leads from wall-street to my bedroom. In the spirit of brevity I have trunked the first few links into a simpler form.
Economy gets fucked>people spend less money>YMCA gets less revenue, less visitors>YMCA cuts costs to match the lack of funds>AC gets cut>workouts become harder, take longer>longer recovery times are needed to acheive normal operations>since I work out in the evening this narrows the windows when the time/opportunity to get jiggy with my wife are diminished.
Fucking economy!!
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
102 Days: Can't even keep my damn milestones...
So it's been a fucked up sort of fortnight. Stretching back over the week I found myself nearly single for a while, crashing my reluctant coworker's pad in raleigh and discussing the finer points of end game raiding whilst put up by a former roomate in Cary.
I have been slack as hell on the project though I remain adamant that last weeks shortfall will be reclaimed in short time. I'm still way above my projected average though its been harder and harder to drag myself out to the gym.
Also my nightly constitutionals just seem to drag on and on. Maybe I need a new neighborhood to tramp around in. Who knows.
I also started a new plan to do some terrestrial modifications to the woods behind my house. It started as an ambitious plan to clean the forest of dangerous poisonous plants, sharp pointy rocks and anything that might harbor the dreaded copperhead. So I started hacking and slashing my way through the foliage and some ideas started creeping into my head about water conservation and some much needed surgery for the yard.
Tomorrow I will make a short video detailing my progress thus far and possibly outlining the scope of the new endeavor. There are a number of obstacles to consider: a giant dead tree and me with no handy way to dismantle it, innumerable rocks, roots and creepers and of course good old fashioned North Carolina RED CLAY. I swear the shit halts time and space whenever a shovel hits it.
Plenty of good fodder for the compost heap at least. Now content yourself with some stats.
Current Status: 66+ MC (projected average is 54.3) Daily average remains in the 600 range and the weekly average is hovering at 4.8 MC.
Also my weight is now about 220 though after the Papa John's it is probably higher. Damn your better ingredients and gut-destroying business model!!!!
I have been slack as hell on the project though I remain adamant that last weeks shortfall will be reclaimed in short time. I'm still way above my projected average though its been harder and harder to drag myself out to the gym.
Also my nightly constitutionals just seem to drag on and on. Maybe I need a new neighborhood to tramp around in. Who knows.
I also started a new plan to do some terrestrial modifications to the woods behind my house. It started as an ambitious plan to clean the forest of dangerous poisonous plants, sharp pointy rocks and anything that might harbor the dreaded copperhead. So I started hacking and slashing my way through the foliage and some ideas started creeping into my head about water conservation and some much needed surgery for the yard.
Tomorrow I will make a short video detailing my progress thus far and possibly outlining the scope of the new endeavor. There are a number of obstacles to consider: a giant dead tree and me with no handy way to dismantle it, innumerable rocks, roots and creepers and of course good old fashioned North Carolina RED CLAY. I swear the shit halts time and space whenever a shovel hits it.
Plenty of good fodder for the compost heap at least. Now content yourself with some stats.
Current Status: 66+ MC (projected average is 54.3) Daily average remains in the 600 range and the weekly average is hovering at 4.8 MC.
Also my weight is now about 220 though after the Papa John's it is probably higher. Damn your better ingredients and gut-destroying business model!!!!
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Week 9 Update: Only one more weight update per month from now on.
So I marked the occasion, this being the 64th day of the Gigacalorie project by tidying up my progress marker. It's just a simple Excel spreadsheet that tallies up my daily contributions, weekly totals and my average progress per day and per week.
It was interesting to look back at the past 2 months, for which sweaty rides home and constantly aching muscles have dominated my schedule. Beyond the initial 'breaking' of my daily routine I have consumed 4 containers of protein powder, 12 gallons of milk (skim all the way baby!) and my workout/post-workout water consumption is probably something like 14 gallons of water.
Now granularity is nice but there's no real secret to what I am doing. You push the body hard enough and primal forces carry you the rest of the way. There are a few additional forces that make the task at hand both easier and harder. I'll start with the bottlenecks and conclude with the boons.
First and foremost, as I have said before, the enormity of burning 1 million kilocalories is as daunting and vast as the horizon inside the eye of a hurricane. Every day that I work out I come home and gleefully tally my progress like a pasty gamer tracking his experience points onto worn out graph paper.
Today the total stands at 42,930. Two months of cardiovascular brutality and anerobic malevolence done to my person has brought me 4.293% of the way to my goal. Or you could say I only have 95.707% to go until I am done.
Hell and damnation it's almost unbelievable. I could have moved a volume of bricks the size of my house (solid mass, not hollow) BY HAND in the same interval. Or I could have walked to texas and back by now. That would be a decent workout in and of itself but no, I am making scandalousy slow progress by the usual standards. It's terrifying of itself but when you consider that I am actually 8 Mcals AHEAD of schedule (more than 2 weeks progress at the alloted rate) it is all the more frustrating.
So there's that, and the physical toll is not much better. My arms, legs and back ache more or less constantly. My hands tremble at the keyboard and my voice is strained when speaking to clients, my wife and my daughter. I am the alarm clock whose snooze button has been pressed many thousand times too many.
Finally there's the whole body image issue to consider. My current progress (assuming naively that it's all net calories) equals about 12 pounds of body mass. My actual weight loss dipped down to ten pounds a few weeks ago and has since flatlined at around 8. Maybe that's positive because I am growing muscle or my bones are miraculousy hardening into granite from my considerable intake of bovine lactose but I sure as shit don't 'feel' like I am much lighter.
Natalie and friends swear I look different but my mental self portrait as a chubby guy with moderate body hair has yet to be at odds with its optical counterpart. I try to assuage my anxiety with the intellectual notion that even if I'm not flinging fat particles at escape velocity that at least I'm getting healthy and that's a noble goal without the secondary side effects of increased social acceptability.
There's just not enough positive reinforcement. But there is some, which I will outline now before things get too depressing.
Perks include getting to see scantily clad sweaty chicks of various levels of attractiveness on a tri-weekly basis. This might sound shady coming from a married dude but it's nice to add a simple addendum to my mental assessments of the girls around town. For years it has just been 'well i'm not gonna bang that girl' and hopefully in a year or so i'll be able to append: 'but I could if I really wanted to.'
I guess that sounds shady from any perspective but it motivates and I need all the momentum I can muster.
Secondly food tastes so fucking good when you're starving that it's not even funny. My second greatest meal of all time was a hot bowl of noodle soup on the fringe of Bangkok's red light district in no small part because I was ravenous at the time. Don't get me wrong if I could get it that soup would be my breakfast every day that I didn't feel like fresh pad thai but being hungry as hell made it all the better. Now thanks to my jacked up metabolism I am more or less constantly hungry so most of what I eat tastes great.
Some might consider that a negative aspect but I try to see it as a constant opportunity to make the right choice and reach for the banana instead of the bacon. (Side note: I have actually had banana wrapped in bacon and it's quite good)
Finally, and I know this was included in the negatives already, but what little progress I am able to measure cheers me greatly. It never ceases to amaze me how much effort, will and saline go into my weekly regimen and I need look no further than my bicep for proof that I am doing something right.
What once lay undefined amidst a slab of adipose tissue I can now trace with a finger or pinpoint with my eyes. It's not that much, a little crest of whipcord rising above a sea of pudge. Yet however much the body and mind wail for attention and results I can take solace that my little friend is already there to greet me.
All I need to do is keep feeding him and he will grow to dominate my self-image. I'll also need every scrap of muscle fiber I can wield to hold up my own ego when I triumphantly announce my victory in some format or another.
According to the projected outcome that date will be Feb. 1 2014. However at my current rate I will be toasting my victory with a frothy protein shake more than one year early. If I can sustain this rate of expenditure I may just modify the terms of the project.
I think I'll wait a year or two before I make that canonical though.
It was interesting to look back at the past 2 months, for which sweaty rides home and constantly aching muscles have dominated my schedule. Beyond the initial 'breaking' of my daily routine I have consumed 4 containers of protein powder, 12 gallons of milk (skim all the way baby!) and my workout/post-workout water consumption is probably something like 14 gallons of water.
Now granularity is nice but there's no real secret to what I am doing. You push the body hard enough and primal forces carry you the rest of the way. There are a few additional forces that make the task at hand both easier and harder. I'll start with the bottlenecks and conclude with the boons.
First and foremost, as I have said before, the enormity of burning 1 million kilocalories is as daunting and vast as the horizon inside the eye of a hurricane. Every day that I work out I come home and gleefully tally my progress like a pasty gamer tracking his experience points onto worn out graph paper.
Today the total stands at 42,930. Two months of cardiovascular brutality and anerobic malevolence done to my person has brought me 4.293% of the way to my goal. Or you could say I only have 95.707% to go until I am done.
Hell and damnation it's almost unbelievable. I could have moved a volume of bricks the size of my house (solid mass, not hollow) BY HAND in the same interval. Or I could have walked to texas and back by now. That would be a decent workout in and of itself but no, I am making scandalousy slow progress by the usual standards. It's terrifying of itself but when you consider that I am actually 8 Mcals AHEAD of schedule (more than 2 weeks progress at the alloted rate) it is all the more frustrating.
So there's that, and the physical toll is not much better. My arms, legs and back ache more or less constantly. My hands tremble at the keyboard and my voice is strained when speaking to clients, my wife and my daughter. I am the alarm clock whose snooze button has been pressed many thousand times too many.
Finally there's the whole body image issue to consider. My current progress (assuming naively that it's all net calories) equals about 12 pounds of body mass. My actual weight loss dipped down to ten pounds a few weeks ago and has since flatlined at around 8. Maybe that's positive because I am growing muscle or my bones are miraculousy hardening into granite from my considerable intake of bovine lactose but I sure as shit don't 'feel' like I am much lighter.
Natalie and friends swear I look different but my mental self portrait as a chubby guy with moderate body hair has yet to be at odds with its optical counterpart. I try to assuage my anxiety with the intellectual notion that even if I'm not flinging fat particles at escape velocity that at least I'm getting healthy and that's a noble goal without the secondary side effects of increased social acceptability.
There's just not enough positive reinforcement. But there is some, which I will outline now before things get too depressing.
Perks include getting to see scantily clad sweaty chicks of various levels of attractiveness on a tri-weekly basis. This might sound shady coming from a married dude but it's nice to add a simple addendum to my mental assessments of the girls around town. For years it has just been 'well i'm not gonna bang that girl' and hopefully in a year or so i'll be able to append: 'but I could if I really wanted to.'
I guess that sounds shady from any perspective but it motivates and I need all the momentum I can muster.
Secondly food tastes so fucking good when you're starving that it's not even funny. My second greatest meal of all time was a hot bowl of noodle soup on the fringe of Bangkok's red light district in no small part because I was ravenous at the time. Don't get me wrong if I could get it that soup would be my breakfast every day that I didn't feel like fresh pad thai but being hungry as hell made it all the better. Now thanks to my jacked up metabolism I am more or less constantly hungry so most of what I eat tastes great.
Some might consider that a negative aspect but I try to see it as a constant opportunity to make the right choice and reach for the banana instead of the bacon. (Side note: I have actually had banana wrapped in bacon and it's quite good)
Finally, and I know this was included in the negatives already, but what little progress I am able to measure cheers me greatly. It never ceases to amaze me how much effort, will and saline go into my weekly regimen and I need look no further than my bicep for proof that I am doing something right.
What once lay undefined amidst a slab of adipose tissue I can now trace with a finger or pinpoint with my eyes. It's not that much, a little crest of whipcord rising above a sea of pudge. Yet however much the body and mind wail for attention and results I can take solace that my little friend is already there to greet me.
All I need to do is keep feeding him and he will grow to dominate my self-image. I'll also need every scrap of muscle fiber I can wield to hold up my own ego when I triumphantly announce my victory in some format or another.
According to the projected outcome that date will be Feb. 1 2014. However at my current rate I will be toasting my victory with a frothy protein shake more than one year early. If I can sustain this rate of expenditure I may just modify the terms of the project.
I think I'll wait a year or two before I make that canonical though.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Week 5 Update: Ragged patch, low point in the project so far
I know it's Monday and I never really posted a week 4 summary but here's the current count.
As of yesterday, March 8th 2009 I have completed: 19.974 MC
I cracked the 20MC barrier this morning, though it caused great distress for a number of reasons.
Here's the general outline of the events.
Woke up at 5am (FUCKING daylight savings time!!!) drove to gym. Ate toast in the car. Puked up toast in the parking lot, joyful. Tried to do my regular workout but after an hour or so I nearly fainted and puked a few more times in the family locker room.
So I left in a hurry and in my haste I left my wedding ring in the drink holder of the elliptical. Had to swing a hard U to drive back and reclaim it. Ring was found but no longer possesses the power to make me invisible to other females. Drat.
Came home, puked a few more times and tried to get back in bed. Dozed for a little bit. Phone rang, some yakoff wanted to sell me consolidated student loans. Kept phone on speaker while I threw up a few more times. Telemarketer hung up. Called in sick to work and clawed my way back into bed.
Slept til noon, tried to eat something and almost barfed it up. Managed to hold onto some prison food (bread and water) and slept again until 3pm. Got up, took shower and brushed teeth. Watched a little TV and started to feel normal again.
Later, call it 445 I decided to update the GC spreadsheet and write this post. Hopefully I will be able to function tomorrow.
As of yesterday, March 8th 2009 I have completed: 19.974 MC
I cracked the 20MC barrier this morning, though it caused great distress for a number of reasons.
Here's the general outline of the events.
Woke up at 5am (FUCKING daylight savings time!!!) drove to gym. Ate toast in the car. Puked up toast in the parking lot, joyful. Tried to do my regular workout but after an hour or so I nearly fainted and puked a few more times in the family locker room.
So I left in a hurry and in my haste I left my wedding ring in the drink holder of the elliptical. Had to swing a hard U to drive back and reclaim it. Ring was found but no longer possesses the power to make me invisible to other females. Drat.
Came home, puked a few more times and tried to get back in bed. Dozed for a little bit. Phone rang, some yakoff wanted to sell me consolidated student loans. Kept phone on speaker while I threw up a few more times. Telemarketer hung up. Called in sick to work and clawed my way back into bed.
Slept til noon, tried to eat something and almost barfed it up. Managed to hold onto some prison food (bread and water) and slept again until 3pm. Got up, took shower and brushed teeth. Watched a little TV and started to feel normal again.
Later, call it 445 I decided to update the GC spreadsheet and write this post. Hopefully I will be able to function tomorrow.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Cheating?
So I am going to do something morally ambiguous. I am counting the activity accrued on the honeymoon (only certain activities) even though I can only make a weak case for it.
Consider 7 days in vegas with an hour or more of walking the strip each and every day. Wednesday we hiked in the grand canyon so I am putting that down with the rest of the week's trips.
Call it 3 hours hiking and 12 hours walking for the week. I am quite sure I burned more but I am not about to quantify the energy expenditure of marital congress. My wife would kill me. She reads this sometimes you know.
So for the week we get:
Walking - 3897.81
Hiking - 2126.08
Total for the week: 6024 or 6.02 Mc
Added to last week we get a respectable.
Last week, we ended up with. 07/19/2008, 247lbs, 34.28Mc
Today, after 2 additional sessions I can amend this count.
Monday: 1.02 Mc
Thursday: .93 Mc
07/24/2008, 245lbs (weight's been jumping around, I know) 36.23Mc
Oh and I think I have decided to quit swimming but I am not positive of that.
Consider 7 days in vegas with an hour or more of walking the strip each and every day. Wednesday we hiked in the grand canyon so I am putting that down with the rest of the week's trips.
Call it 3 hours hiking and 12 hours walking for the week. I am quite sure I burned more but I am not about to quantify the energy expenditure of marital congress. My wife would kill me. She reads this sometimes you know.
So for the week we get:
Walking - 3897.81
Hiking - 2126.08
Total for the week: 6024 or 6.02 Mc
Added to last week we get a respectable.
Last week, we ended up with. 07/19/2008, 247lbs, 34.28Mc
Today, after 2 additional sessions I can amend this count.
Monday: 1.02 Mc
Thursday: .93 Mc
07/24/2008, 245lbs (weight's been jumping around, I know) 36.23Mc
Oh and I think I have decided to quit swimming but I am not positive of that.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Abominable miscomprehension...
Been a while, last post was Thursday of last week and now its Wednesday. Here's the update towards the project.
Friday: 1.150
Saturday: .60Mc on the elliptical (this was a fecking disaster, i felt like hammered shit because I stayed up too late playing Call of Duty 4.
Monday: 1.01
Tuesday (night): 1.0Mc
Wednesday: 1.160
The end of last week's foot should have been:
06/21/2008, 248 lbs, 16.30 MC
The current count is now:
06/25/2008, 250 lbs, 19.47 MC
Under scrutiny a little forensic digging will turn up a weird weight discrepancy. On Thursday and Saturday the morning weight was 248 but on Friday it was 250 and on Monday it was 252. It's weird but I really think the scale is a piece of shit at the YMCA and water weight fluctuations make it hard to get at an accurate assessment. I know I didn't lose 2 pounds (7Mc) and then gain it right back over the weekend. My calorie consumption per day is almost never more than 3Mc and it would have to have been 14Mc NET GAIN to account for that sort of bounce. More likely its incidentals like water, current amount of bowels (gross, I know) and how much I have had for breakfast if anything.
I still feel like I am getting stronger and my muscles feel noticably firmer so I am not worried but they say it takes 6-8 weeks before you start seeing real weightloss so we shall see.
As I near the 20Mc mark the scope and magnitude of the project again weight heavily on my mind. After all I am counting to 1000 and its taken about a month to get to almost 20.
The upshot is that 20Mc will almost certainly be surpassed tomorrow and that means another full percentage point under my shrinking belt line.
20 Mc a month will complete the project in...wait for it...50 months, which is 300 days ahead of schedule. I think that's a respectable average for the first month and though I will try to exceed it whenever possible I think its a damned good start.
Friday: 1.150
Saturday: .60Mc on the elliptical (this was a fecking disaster, i felt like hammered shit because I stayed up too late playing Call of Duty 4.
Monday: 1.01
Tuesday (night): 1.0Mc
Wednesday: 1.160
The end of last week's foot should have been:
06/21/2008, 248 lbs, 16.30 MC
The current count is now:
06/25/2008, 250 lbs, 19.47 MC
Under scrutiny a little forensic digging will turn up a weird weight discrepancy. On Thursday and Saturday the morning weight was 248 but on Friday it was 250 and on Monday it was 252. It's weird but I really think the scale is a piece of shit at the YMCA and water weight fluctuations make it hard to get at an accurate assessment. I know I didn't lose 2 pounds (7Mc) and then gain it right back over the weekend. My calorie consumption per day is almost never more than 3Mc and it would have to have been 14Mc NET GAIN to account for that sort of bounce. More likely its incidentals like water, current amount of bowels (gross, I know) and how much I have had for breakfast if anything.
I still feel like I am getting stronger and my muscles feel noticably firmer so I am not worried but they say it takes 6-8 weeks before you start seeing real weightloss so we shall see.
As I near the 20Mc mark the scope and magnitude of the project again weight heavily on my mind. After all I am counting to 1000 and its taken about a month to get to almost 20.
The upshot is that 20Mc will almost certainly be surpassed tomorrow and that means another full percentage point under my shrinking belt line.
20 Mc a month will complete the project in...wait for it...50 months, which is 300 days ahead of schedule. I think that's a respectable average for the first month and though I will try to exceed it whenever possible I think its a damned good start.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Elliptical woes
Now a few days ago I read this article about how its harder to lose weight via swimming because your appetite spikes up. This is apparently due to heat dissipation.
Lets put it in nerd terms, shall we? Water has a high specific heat, meaning it takes a lot more energy to raise the temp of water than of air. Part of this is due to density. A cubic foot of water weighs in at a nice 62.425 pounds. A cubic foot of air only weighs a fraction. According to this source:
FINAL ANSWER: 1 cubic foot of air at standard temperature and pressure assuming average composition weighs approximately 0.0807 lbs.
Density isn't the only factor though. A cubic foot of iron weighs about 450 pounds depending on composition.
However iron only has a specific heat of 0.108 (kcal/kgoC)
Water has 4.184J/g oC
That is joules per gram so we multiply by 1000 for a kilogram to get 4184 and convert joules to calories to get 0.999976 (kcal/kgoC)
The point of all this jiggery-pokery with the calculator is that water dissipates heat much more quickly than air at a given temperature. When you exert yourself your body generates heat by friction and the actions it uses to break down ATP and fat and all that good stuff. Any conversion of energy, in the case of exercise its chemical to mechanical, there is waste heat produced.
On a bike or a treadmill or anything based in air your body temperature will rise, you'll sweat and the sweat will by evaporation mitigate the buildup of heat to some extent. When surrounded by water you still generate the same heat, more if you're burning more calories in a given time span, but that heat is constantly fed into the surrounding water.
Anyone who's ever popped the cap on a hot radiator knows that water can absorb a load of heat. Cars are water cooled, boats are ironically air cooled. In PC terms the specific heat of a liquid that is mostly or all water will be able to move more heat away from a hot processor or gpu than air alone.
Without that rise in body temperature, the body is actually cooled faster than it can produce heat to warm itself. If you spend long enough in an 80 degree (Farenheit) pool then you can actually get hypothermia. It will take hours but the same effect will not happen in air unless you're starving or their is a strong wind blowing (more on convection in just a bit)
Actually lets talk about convection right now. When a fan is 'cooling' its really just moving air around. Blowing air over a neutral object that isn't producing any heat will not cool it. If you spritz water on that same object the evaporation will cool it. If the object is an animal or other heat producing object then the generated heat will be lessened due to convection.
While running the flow of air that you feel is partially due to your pushing through it. If the air is at a constant temperature then it will absorb some heat and then quickly be replaced by air at the default temperature. The same is true of water as you push through a pool. If you were in a confined room with a fan blowing then started doing jumping jacks you would feel a rise in the ambient temperature in just a few minutes.
In a pool this would take MUCH much longer because though the energy you're exerting is the same the medium that is absorbing it takes much more energy to raise or lower its temperature. Remember a kilocalorie, or food calorie, is the amount of energy it takes to raise one kilogram of water by one degree (at zero degrees Celsius) a 25x25x1.5 yard pool contains about 25312.5 cubic feet of water. That amount of water has a mass of about 716748.75 kilograms and so you'd have to burn over 700,000 calories to produce A SINGLE DEGREE temperature rise.
That's impressive, since it would take nearly a full gigacalorie to produce even such a modest goal. So, since we are constantly losing heat to the water and its constantly cooling us we experience no body temperature rise and therefore no secondary loss of appetite associated with running or other dry land activities.
I can attest to this today as all I have had to eat so far has been a diet sundrop and a protein shake. 200 calories and I have been up for almost 4 hours. If I had been swimming today I would be ravenous and probably would have needed a snack or a bigger breakfast than just some whey protein in milk.
It will be interesting to monitor this phenomenon over the coming weeks. Its also at least partially indicitive of why swimming burns so many calories compared to other stuff. We have to constantly maintain our body temperature or crap starts shutting down and the body is probably burning extra fuel just to keep you from freezing in the pool.
.85Mc today.
06/17/2008, 249 lbs, 13.8 MC
Lets put it in nerd terms, shall we? Water has a high specific heat, meaning it takes a lot more energy to raise the temp of water than of air. Part of this is due to density. A cubic foot of water weighs in at a nice 62.425 pounds. A cubic foot of air only weighs a fraction. According to this source:
FINAL ANSWER: 1 cubic foot of air at standard temperature and pressure assuming average composition weighs approximately 0.0807 lbs.
Density isn't the only factor though. A cubic foot of iron weighs about 450 pounds depending on composition.
However iron only has a specific heat of 0.108 (kcal/kgoC)
Water has 4.184J/g oC
That is joules per gram so we multiply by 1000 for a kilogram to get 4184 and convert joules to calories to get 0.999976 (kcal/kgoC)
1 joule = 0.000239005736 kilocalories
For simplicity's sake we'll say Iron has a specific heat about 1/9th that of water even though its far more dense.The point of all this jiggery-pokery with the calculator is that water dissipates heat much more quickly than air at a given temperature. When you exert yourself your body generates heat by friction and the actions it uses to break down ATP and fat and all that good stuff. Any conversion of energy, in the case of exercise its chemical to mechanical, there is waste heat produced.
On a bike or a treadmill or anything based in air your body temperature will rise, you'll sweat and the sweat will by evaporation mitigate the buildup of heat to some extent. When surrounded by water you still generate the same heat, more if you're burning more calories in a given time span, but that heat is constantly fed into the surrounding water.
Anyone who's ever popped the cap on a hot radiator knows that water can absorb a load of heat. Cars are water cooled, boats are ironically air cooled. In PC terms the specific heat of a liquid that is mostly or all water will be able to move more heat away from a hot processor or gpu than air alone.
Without that rise in body temperature, the body is actually cooled faster than it can produce heat to warm itself. If you spend long enough in an 80 degree (Farenheit) pool then you can actually get hypothermia. It will take hours but the same effect will not happen in air unless you're starving or their is a strong wind blowing (more on convection in just a bit)
Actually lets talk about convection right now. When a fan is 'cooling' its really just moving air around. Blowing air over a neutral object that isn't producing any heat will not cool it. If you spritz water on that same object the evaporation will cool it. If the object is an animal or other heat producing object then the generated heat will be lessened due to convection.
While running the flow of air that you feel is partially due to your pushing through it. If the air is at a constant temperature then it will absorb some heat and then quickly be replaced by air at the default temperature. The same is true of water as you push through a pool. If you were in a confined room with a fan blowing then started doing jumping jacks you would feel a rise in the ambient temperature in just a few minutes.
In a pool this would take MUCH much longer because though the energy you're exerting is the same the medium that is absorbing it takes much more energy to raise or lower its temperature. Remember a kilocalorie, or food calorie, is the amount of energy it takes to raise one kilogram of water by one degree (at zero degrees Celsius) a 25x25x1.5 yard pool contains about 25312.5 cubic feet of water. That amount of water has a mass of about 716748.75 kilograms and so you'd have to burn over 700,000 calories to produce A SINGLE DEGREE temperature rise.
That's impressive, since it would take nearly a full gigacalorie to produce even such a modest goal. So, since we are constantly losing heat to the water and its constantly cooling us we experience no body temperature rise and therefore no secondary loss of appetite associated with running or other dry land activities.
I can attest to this today as all I have had to eat so far has been a diet sundrop and a protein shake. 200 calories and I have been up for almost 4 hours. If I had been swimming today I would be ravenous and probably would have needed a snack or a bigger breakfast than just some whey protein in milk.
It will be interesting to monitor this phenomenon over the coming weeks. Its also at least partially indicitive of why swimming burns so many calories compared to other stuff. We have to constantly maintain our body temperature or crap starts shutting down and the body is probably burning extra fuel just to keep you from freezing in the pool.
.85Mc today.
06/17/2008, 249 lbs, 13.8 MC
Friday, June 13, 2008
End of Week 3: The report.
9.93 Mc would have made me happy for closing out the third week of my endeavor. Its a respectable number, one that overshadows the combined workouts in any other month since I was in college no doubt.
Today I cap the week and finish out with the longest swim that I can boast in recent memory. 2.0 miles, that's 72 laps and only 50 of them were freestyle. The actual breakdown went like this.
Warmup: 8 Free, 2 Breastroke, 2 back
Set1: 20 Fr. 4 Breast
Set2: 10 Fr, 6 Back, 4 Breast, 10 Fr.
Cooldown: 2 Fr, 2 Br, 2 Ba
Only took about 90 minutes but I was struggling like hell the whole time. Freestyle takes less than a minute per lap but breast and back are much slower. They are a nice addition but they are slow. In fact the quantity of non-free exercises is what made today such a challenge.
I used to look back with fondness at the days when I could knock out 5-8 miles at a stretch. Now I just wonder how the hell I ever had enough free time to get away with it. Anyway, he's the weekly breakdown by Mc.
Monday: 1.10Mc
Tuesday: .77Mc
Wednesday: 1.21Mc
Thursday: .85Mc
Friday: 1.48Mc
Saturday?
Weekly total: 5.41Mc
Grand Total: 11.41
At this rate it'll only take 184.85 weeks to finish the project. That's a mere 3.5 years.
At the three-weekly rate its a more reasonable 5.06 years which is nearly what I hope to accomplish. Obviously as time rolls on I hope to burn more with less strain on self, this week has been a bit rough on my tender frame.
For reference the actual weekly average to burn 1000Mc in 5 years is: 3.85Mc
The scope and breadth of this project are looming now like the peak of an impossibly tall mountain. However as I have said before you don't stare at the peak of a hill that you intend to climb. If you want to get there you look at your feet and make sure they keep moving until you reach the top.
Head down, chin up. Until next time...
06/13/2008, 250lbs, 11.41Mc
Today I cap the week and finish out with the longest swim that I can boast in recent memory. 2.0 miles, that's 72 laps and only 50 of them were freestyle. The actual breakdown went like this.
Warmup: 8 Free, 2 Breastroke, 2 back
Set1: 20 Fr. 4 Breast
Set2: 10 Fr, 6 Back, 4 Breast, 10 Fr.
Cooldown: 2 Fr, 2 Br, 2 Ba
Only took about 90 minutes but I was struggling like hell the whole time. Freestyle takes less than a minute per lap but breast and back are much slower. They are a nice addition but they are slow. In fact the quantity of non-free exercises is what made today such a challenge.
I used to look back with fondness at the days when I could knock out 5-8 miles at a stretch. Now I just wonder how the hell I ever had enough free time to get away with it. Anyway, he's the weekly breakdown by Mc.
Monday: 1.10Mc
Tuesday: .77Mc
Wednesday: 1.21Mc
Thursday: .85Mc
Friday: 1.48Mc
Saturday?
Weekly total: 5.41Mc
Grand Total: 11.41
At this rate it'll only take 184.85 weeks to finish the project. That's a mere 3.5 years.
At the three-weekly rate its a more reasonable 5.06 years which is nearly what I hope to accomplish. Obviously as time rolls on I hope to burn more with less strain on self, this week has been a bit rough on my tender frame.
For reference the actual weekly average to burn 1000Mc in 5 years is: 3.85Mc
The scope and breadth of this project are looming now like the peak of an impossibly tall mountain. However as I have said before you don't stare at the peak of a hill that you intend to climb. If you want to get there you look at your feet and make sure they keep moving until you reach the top.
Head down, chin up. Until next time...
06/13/2008, 250lbs, 11.41Mc
Monday, June 9, 2008
And then there were 7.1...
Today's Entry:
06/09/2008 - Swimming: 1.1Mc
More than one complete megacalorie today. It wasn't a super hard day it just took a little longer than usual to jam out 1100 kilo calories. Believe me I am feeling it.
I was actually a little deluded when I thought about taking some before pictures that 'It wouldn't be dramatic enough' because I have already toned up what feels like quite a bit. However some careful scrutiny revealed, after laborious observations that I am in fact quite the fat fuck I was three weeks ago when this project bubbled out of my consciousness.
No I am not going to post them just yet on the off chance that I get hit by a bus or something. No one knows my password and I don't want my parting contribution to the blogosphere to be 'hey he's fat here...and then dead...'
It's not becoming. I've also decided to multiply the scope of the project. After taking into account my age at 26 years old and running the numbers its pretty safe to conclude that I will live past age 31 barring meteors, buses and singularity.
Five years is a long time and coincidentally it synchs up my lust for epic projects with my innate human desire for good wholesome base ten numbers. So the original goal of 205 megacalories in one year, splayed out over 4 additional years becomes 1025 megacalories.
And so, after a few short weeks my goal has become crystalline. By May 1st, 2013 I intend to burn one full GIGACALORIE. (cue the ethereal music and choral 'hallelujah')
That's right. 1 thousand Megacalories is a full million food calories (enough to eat that giant floating pastry that homer ate) or a billion calories. That means if I am successful the energy I will have burned would be enough to raise the temperature of one gram of water ONE BILLION DEGREES!
And people think science isn't awesome. Punks.
To clarify I need to set some things straight so here goes.
I am only counting overt, directly burned calories during exercise that I can monitor/control to some extent. This includes readouts from the exercise machines and really despicably convoluted method of determining swimming calories. It's a real pisser trying to figure out an accurate assessment. There are so many factors to consider and I want to be close without spending forever trying to weed out errors.
Look at this nonsense for a 190lb person:
Swimming laps, freestyle, fast, vigorous effort 863
Swimming laps, freestyle, light/moderate effort 690
Swimming, backstroke, general 690
Swimming, breaststroke, general 863
Swimming, butterfly, general 949
Swimming, leisurely, general 518
Swimming, sidestroke, general 690
However according to the self.com calculator an hour is only 633 for moderate and 995 for vigorous.
This poses a problem since I am not 190 lbs or even 200lbs or even close. Sad to admit but I am currently almost exactly 250lbs. At this weight the moderate/vigorous rate is: 833 /1310 But what the Frick beans is the difference between moderate and vigorous?
Another calculator turned out these figures 838 / 1200
It also appears that swimming one mile tends to burn 7-800 calories. Therefore I have arrived at the following formula for calculating my calories burned swimming.
Calories by Distance + Calories per hour / 2 = Magic Number
Its an ugly compromise I admit it but it will work. Consider this morning's workout. 1.5 miles in about 1.5 hours (that includes stretch time which I exclude from calculation)
1.5 miles (750 calories per mile) = 1125
1.25 hour (850 calories per hour) = 1062
And the average figure is now: 1094 rounded up to 1.1 megacalories for the day. So we add to the grand total to get...
7.1/1000 megacalories (easier to break down than just saying i am .71 % complete because that's just depressing)
Now the rules as I alluded are that I am only counting directly burned calories, not resting calories and I am not going for net or gross calories either. Going by gross calories per day it would only take 400 days (2,500 calories per day)
Going by net calories it'd be a near impossibility since a gigacalorie is close to my weight in pure fat and there are bones and muscles and organs I don't really want to part with just yet in there.
So the goal is not to drop a hundred pounds or rock out hard tasty abs or anything so grandiose and vain. Instead the goal is to improve the phenotype somewhat, get back in shape and ensure a healthy existence with the dual goals of raising the midge and surviving until the singularity (using S-words all the while)
This endeavor has made me hopeful, especially since today was such a victory. If I can smash out 1+Mc days already then multiple Megacalorie days are not too far off. I don't intend to over do it but I have been thinking of epic adventures to keep the daily grind a little more interesting.
For example if I wanted to retroactively add the Mount Whitney climb to the list it would account for something like 8.6 Megacalories. It's a 22 mile hike, what do you expect?
I for one expect great things to come. For once I do not predict catastrophic failure.
06/09/2008 - Swimming: 1.1Mc
More than one complete megacalorie today. It wasn't a super hard day it just took a little longer than usual to jam out 1100 kilo calories. Believe me I am feeling it.
I was actually a little deluded when I thought about taking some before pictures that 'It wouldn't be dramatic enough' because I have already toned up what feels like quite a bit. However some careful scrutiny revealed, after laborious observations that I am in fact quite the fat fuck I was three weeks ago when this project bubbled out of my consciousness.
No I am not going to post them just yet on the off chance that I get hit by a bus or something. No one knows my password and I don't want my parting contribution to the blogosphere to be 'hey he's fat here...and then dead...'
It's not becoming. I've also decided to multiply the scope of the project. After taking into account my age at 26 years old and running the numbers its pretty safe to conclude that I will live past age 31 barring meteors, buses and singularity.
Five years is a long time and coincidentally it synchs up my lust for epic projects with my innate human desire for good wholesome base ten numbers. So the original goal of 205 megacalories in one year, splayed out over 4 additional years becomes 1025 megacalories.
And so, after a few short weeks my goal has become crystalline. By May 1st, 2013 I intend to burn one full GIGACALORIE. (cue the ethereal music and choral 'hallelujah')
That's right. 1 thousand Megacalories is a full million food calories (enough to eat that giant floating pastry that homer ate) or a billion calories. That means if I am successful the energy I will have burned would be enough to raise the temperature of one gram of water ONE BILLION DEGREES!
And people think science isn't awesome. Punks.
To clarify I need to set some things straight so here goes.
I am only counting overt, directly burned calories during exercise that I can monitor/control to some extent. This includes readouts from the exercise machines and really despicably convoluted method of determining swimming calories. It's a real pisser trying to figure out an accurate assessment. There are so many factors to consider and I want to be close without spending forever trying to weed out errors.
Look at this nonsense for a 190lb person:
Swimming laps, freestyle, fast, vigorous effort 863
Swimming laps, freestyle, light/moderate effort 690
Swimming, backstroke, general 690
Swimming, breaststroke, general 863
Swimming, butterfly, general 949
Swimming, leisurely, general 518
Swimming, sidestroke, general 690
However according to the self.com calculator an hour is only 633 for moderate and 995 for vigorous.
This poses a problem since I am not 190 lbs or even 200lbs or even close. Sad to admit but I am currently almost exactly 250lbs. At this weight the moderate/vigorous rate is: 833 /1310 But what the Frick beans is the difference between moderate and vigorous?
Another calculator turned out these figures 838 / 1200
It also appears that swimming one mile tends to burn 7-800 calories. Therefore I have arrived at the following formula for calculating my calories burned swimming.
Calories by Distance + Calories per hour / 2 = Magic Number
Its an ugly compromise I admit it but it will work. Consider this morning's workout. 1.5 miles in about 1.5 hours (that includes stretch time which I exclude from calculation)
1.5 miles (750 calories per mile) = 1125
1.25 hour (850 calories per hour) = 1062
And the average figure is now: 1094 rounded up to 1.1 megacalories for the day. So we add to the grand total to get...
7.1/1000 megacalories (easier to break down than just saying i am .71 % complete because that's just depressing)
Now the rules as I alluded are that I am only counting directly burned calories, not resting calories and I am not going for net or gross calories either. Going by gross calories per day it would only take 400 days (2,500 calories per day)
Going by net calories it'd be a near impossibility since a gigacalorie is close to my weight in pure fat and there are bones and muscles and organs I don't really want to part with just yet in there.
So the goal is not to drop a hundred pounds or rock out hard tasty abs or anything so grandiose and vain. Instead the goal is to improve the phenotype somewhat, get back in shape and ensure a healthy existence with the dual goals of raising the midge and surviving until the singularity (using S-words all the while)
This endeavor has made me hopeful, especially since today was such a victory. If I can smash out 1+Mc days already then multiple Megacalorie days are not too far off. I don't intend to over do it but I have been thinking of epic adventures to keep the daily grind a little more interesting.
For example if I wanted to retroactively add the Mount Whitney climb to the list it would account for something like 8.6 Megacalories. It's a 22 mile hike, what do you expect?
I for one expect great things to come. For once I do not predict catastrophic failure.
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