mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (White People)
After being off the bandwagon for a year, I'm getting back up on the horse, in order to properly mix my metaphors. ;)

First off, I'm going back to healthy eating, roughly following the guidelines of the Paleo diet. I will let [livejournal.com profile] fearsclave extoll its virtues to you at length. For me, suffice it to say that the idea of eating mostly fruit, vegetables and sources of protein seems like a pretty healthy choice.

Also, at [livejournal.com profile] fearsclave's prompting, I signed up for Fitocracy, which so far is quite a lot of fun. The basic idea is that it treats your fitness activities and workouts like a video game: you get a certain amount of points for your activities, and at a certain number of points you level up. There are also quests and achievements, which is a nifty feature. I'm levelling up slowly, and right now have to be careful not to push myself too far lest I do myself some sort of injury that would sideline me for weeks. Still, it's fun to come back after a long walk and find that you've gone up a level because of it.

I've been going for walks/runs with Sergent, who is thrilled with the added exercise. He's of the opinion that we're not going fast enough, and I'm doing my best to increase my speed little by little. I'm hoping that by the time spring rolls around I'll be able to run for 30 minutes straight with him, and increase that to an hour by the end of the summer. We shall see. Right now we're doing a sort of prelude to the Couch to 5K program, because my ankles are not yet up to running even the few short intervals required for the first day in the program. I figure I can probably start running in earnest next week.

In related news, I bought myself a small bench press with some sand-filled weights from a guy on Craigslist. I loved weight lifting when I was going to the gym regularly: it was by far my favourite part of my workout. Therefore this weekend's project is --while I'm not passing out from working a nightshift-- to clean out the basement enough to set up a small area to use as a home gym. I bought myself some coloured foam mats for the floor, and with time I'd like to set up a bunch of equipment down there. I have a few free weights as well and a small TV, so I figure I can make it a pretty appealing little area. I need to find some mirrors to hang so I can keep an eye on my form, too, but that will come later.

In short, I am getting a kick out of getting back into shape. I promise I won't bore you with all of that here, except for sporadic and non-specific updates. If you're interested, I'm writing more in-depth about it at [livejournal.com profile] rocking_thing, but it's mostly numbers and tracking and whatever. Not all that interesting. ;)

Or, hey, if you're interested in Fitocracy, I am happy to figure out how to send out an invitation. Just drop me a line. :)
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Fish Fear Me)
I have just finished the Online Training Course That Would Not Die. This is a good thing. I was ready to do unspeakable things to the computer if it gave me any more error messages. Gnarr.

I have finished up all my S.O.P.s, too.

I have finished writing all my "too bad, so sad" letters to potential candidates who flunked various parts of the application process to work here.

Now I just have to fill out my time sheet and hand it in, and I am home free for the rest of the night.

w00t!

I rock like a rocking thing. Fear my efficiency!
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (I so rock)
My mild-mannered alter ego has given way today to my true superhero personality, the Rocking Thing. On the eve of my 30th birthday, I am rocking my workplace like it has never been rocked before.

I am kicking ass on the new procedures. It's long, it's boring, I don't want to do it, but I'll be damned if I'm not doing a FANTASTIC job. Oh yes, don't be fooled by my modesty, here. I've been working on this for most of the morning, and it is coming along very nicely indeed.

In addition to this, I have finished one instalment of BTP, am working on today's (I was a bit late posting yesterday's, unfortunately, because yesterday I did not rock quite as hard), and have responded to all my Skywatch tags (Skywatch is my Stargate PBeM, for those of you who are new to my LJ and don't yet know what a colossal geek I am).

In the immortal words of Bugs Potter: "I am good. I mean, I am really good. I mean, I am The Most!"

She don't strum, and she don't sing,
But she can rock like a rocking thing!

Nifty

Oct. 21st, 2008 02:10 pm
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Shiny!)
It's amazing how a well-stocked pantry can lift the morale. I just re-organized the whole pantry in order to maximize my usage of space, put my cans in order of date purchased, and re-arranged all my Tupperware to fit nicely and to look good.

I also re-located my worm bin, and arranged various containers of cat food, oil, etc.

Suddenly my pantry looks inviting and cozy, and it only took about 20 minutes.

I rock like a rocking thing.

*preens*

Aug. 8th, 2008 01:24 pm
mousme: An RCMP officer in ceremonial uniform swinging around a horizontal bar. (Maintain the Right)
I just got my half-year evaluation with my supervisor.

I am, according to the RCMP, made of win.

Go me.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (I so rock)
I have a song named after me! This is too awesome for words. :D

The gig rocked. Invisible, as usual, was awesome. They've come leaps and bounds from where they were last year, and they were pretty great then to begin with. My throat is sore from all the screaming and cheering, and there isn't a single muscle in my body that doesn't hurt from all the dancing and all the jumping up and down.

Random Colour's own set went well but was plagued with technical difficulties from the get-go. The saxophone had two keys stick, one of the monitors crapped out halfway through the set, and the pedal came off my high hat in our last song.

Perry, our sound guy, was a marvel. He bullied, berated, yelled at, and chivvied us into sounding better than we've ever sounded before. I learned more about drumming in the couple of hours we spent with him than I have in the past two years of teaching myself how to play.

Perry could play our instruments better than we could. It was a humbling experience, to put it mildly. He lectured [livejournal.com profile] gmarc and I on our drumming techniques, showed us how to tune the drum kit, and explained how to "break" the new skins on the drums. He also told me that my drumming technique was completely wrong, and explained how I should be doing it (causing me to freak out just a bit because it was less than two hours before I was supposed to perform on stage). Perry further berated [livejournal.com profile] sandman7 for not having patchcords, remonstrated with [livejournal.com profile] baronscartop for not having his bass amp, and told [livejournal.com profile] chibipunkdemon that the harmonics on his guitar were off. He used words we'd never heard before, cracked jokes, made lewd comments, and proudly told us that he carried a handgun in the trunk of his car (and was evasive when I asked him if he had a restricted PAL for that thing ;) ).

Perry made us look bad, but he made us sound terrific. He was wonderful to work with.

I can't believe how many people turned up! It was fabulous! I was a little sad that three-quarters of the audience left during our set (half before, one-quarter during), because it sort of killed the energy, but it was still one of our better performances.

The best part of our set was hearing the audience freak right the hell out when they heard the opening riff to "Enter Sandman." Suddenly I got a surge of adrenaline, and we played that song faster than we've ever played it before. Everyone kept up, and it was freaking magic. People howled when [livejournal.com profile] sandman7 came on stage to join [livejournal.com profile] karine on the vocals halfway through the set. That song rocked hardcore.

By the end of the set I was exhausted. By the end of "Bad Reputation" I had no energy left except for adrenaline, and I lost my beat at the end. So I compensated by hitting the cymbals as hard as I could and hoping no one would notice. ;)

In short, the night was great. Thanks to everyone who made it out! It wouldn't have been the same without you.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (I so rock)
I am randomly amused by this fact. I'm a member of another forum online, where my handle is simply "Mouse" (it was available, and I didn't feel like explaining "mousme" to another entire group of people).

It took them, oh, about forty-eight hours to re-name me Mighty Mouse.

It seems that, no matter where I go, my superhero persona follows close behind.

Bwah.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (I so rock)
I have requested a baseball bat on freecycle.

I have a magic marker already waiting.

Bwah.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (I so rock)
What rocks your world?
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (I so rock)
So I finally made it to the end of my Very Important And Pivotal Story Arc for Beyond the Pale in its 78th installment. It also coincided nicely with my being all caught up on overdue installments. Next week, I start weekly installments again.

Tonight I learned two new dances, and as a result of the second one (a couples dance) my arm hurts. It's got a step in it called the "sugar foot" (don't ask, I don't know where the name comes from), which involves a twist at the same time as some fancy footwork (toe-step-twist-heel-cross-yikes!). That means you have to brace yourself very hard against your partner, pulling on your arms to maintain the proper tension, lest you fall over.

My conclusion? Ouch.

Still, it didn't hurt as much as dancing "Sweetheart Sway" on Friday (a different arm position, whose name I don't recall offhand), so I'm optimistic. Also, I'm very excited about the new dance they're going to be teaching on Thursday, as it's one I've wanted to learn for about a year now. Details to follow, if applicable.

Tomorrow I am meeting [livejournal.com profile] toughlovemuse at the rehearsal space to practice the fugue for "Moon Over Bourbon Street," which both of us still have to work out. I'm looking forward to having a nice little jam session with her (I nearly typoed that as "ham session" which amuses me no end), and we have discussed doing this every Wednesday, or as often as possible anyway, until the gig on April 22nd.

On a similar note, since she and I suffer (as far as I can tell) from similar motivational problems, I suggested that [livejournal.com profile] toughlovemuse and I use our Wednesday evenings after the gig to have writing jams. That way I'll be guaranteed to be writing at least once a week, which is a Good Thing. There's nothing I find quite as motivating as having someone in the same room also creating. There's all sorts of good energy in the air, and even if that fails, there's always my conscience to goad me on, saying things like "Well she's writing. Why are you sitting on your ass and not writing?"

Nattering about my StarGate PBeM. You've been warned. )

In other words, things are looking up for the most part.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (I so rock)
Okay.

So, looking back at all the whingeing I've been doing since Christmas, I figure it's time to, at least temporarily, stop beating myself up about everything I'm not accomplishing, and to shift my focus a bit. I have lost contact with the Rocking Thing, my alter ego, and so I have to go looking for her again.

So, this weekend after band practice, I am officially going AWOL. You will not hear from me at all either on Saturday or on Sunday.

What I'm going to do instead on those days is as follows:

1- I will do a little bit of cleaning. I will NOT be spending two entire days cleaning, because the prospect of an entire weekend of scrubbing will just dishearten me, and I won't do it. So, I will do a little bit of cleaning.

2- I will write. I will write a lot. In fact, I will write as much as my little creative heart desires. I will work on both my serials, and whatever else I feel like working on. I will NOT give myself writing goals: not word counts or numbers of chapters or numbers of instalments to accomplish. Instead, I shall simply write for the sheer enjoyment of it.

3- I will go to bed early on both days. I will sleep in on Sunday morning. I am tired now, and there will be little opportunity to get to bed early this week. So, early bedtime over the weekend.

4- I will take a walk on Sunday. I will go out and get some fresh air and exercise, and I will stay out as little or as long as I like.


There you go.

Mens sana in corpore sano.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Indiana Jones)
LJ won't allow me to add "rocking like a rocking thing" to my interests. How screwed up is that?
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (I so rock)
So, things are temporarily going well. Also, a comment by [livejournal.com profile] owldaughter reminded me in a roundabout way that I have this extra LJ floating around under the name of [livejournal.com profile] rocking_thing. Some of you may recognize it as my superhero name ([livejournal.com profile] mousme is my mild-mannered alter-ego).

I already use [livejournal.com profile] secret_history for my creative writing stuff, so that leaves poor [livejournal.com profile] rocking_thing entirely unused. I have exactly one entry in there.

This ought to be remedied. However, I'm not sure what to put in it. Barring a flash of inspiration, I've decided to take advantage of the poll feature of my one paid account, and ask all you fine and creative folk out there what you would put in a LJ like that, supposing you had one.

Without further ado:

[Poll #609448]

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