Fun-O-Meter

One of the things I have worked into my workout routine lately is a change of pace. I try to do something different everyday. If you follow the calendar that you get off of the internet, you swim/bike/run, swim/bike/run over and over. Since I live in the greater Seattle Metro area, I am usually working out in the gym because the weather sucks so it gets old pretty quick.  How many times can you run on the 24hour treadmill?  You need to mix up your workouts to save your sanity.

For instance, here is a daily recount of what I did last week and just for giggles, I notated the somewhat unrelated measurement of how that day measured up on the Fun-O-Meter.

 

Monday – Yoga. It's way too hot in there. Half the people in class were laying down for the last twenty minutes of class because they were dizzy or nauseous or whatever. I have to talk to the manager. Fun-O-Meter 3

Tuesday – Bike ride. First ride of the year after a long, wet winter. It was great, we pushed pretty hard and I was gasping for breath. Fun-O-Meter 8

Wednesday – Another bike ride. It wasn't hard, but it was still fun. Fun-O-Meter 7

Thursday - Ran on the trail around Lake Washington with my daughter. It was a Fun-O-Meter 7, but the run was on asphalt and my knees don't do asphalt without taking revenge the day after, so it netted out a Fun-O-Meter 4.

Friday – Swam. Fun-O-Meter  7

Saturday – Indoor tri. I swam for forty minutes, rode a spin bike for an hour, then ran on a treadmill for thirty minutes. It was a funnish 6.

Sunday – Swam. My arms were tired from the past two days swims. Fun-O-Meter  4

My neighbor just sold his Porsche 911. It was a great car, he let me drive it once. I don't know how fast we were going, but it was pretty fast.  I was going too fast to take my eyes off the road. After I drove it I lost all fiscal perspective and started looking for a used one, but my roommate explained how it was way more car than I needed as a daily commuter, then she threw the F word at me. She said “Forbid” That's rude, right? Can she do that? Yes. Yes she can.  She cuts me off of the laundry service when I do stupid shit.

I guess she was right. Now that I think about it, not only was it more car than I needed, but it was more car than my neighbor needed. Or could handle.  

It's kind of like the idea of getting a new tri bike. Do I need the ten thousand dollar bike with four thousand dollars in wheels? No. Do I want one? Well...

Can I handle a ten thousand dollar bike with four thousand dollars in wheels? Well...

If I borrow against my pension to buy a new ten thousand dollar bike with four thousand dollar wheels, will my roommate use the F word again? Well....