I’m back to using Strava as my fitness app. It has the best functionality, tracks more stats, and supplies more charts than any of the other apps I’ve used. Also, it makes creating a post on my Blog much easier than other fitness apps.
The ‘Answer to Life, The Universe, and Everything’ is not 42.
“Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty.”
It’s 34.
Merry Christmas, everyone! That is the Christmas Breakfast I made for myself. I also made a cheese omelet for Tina but used Gauda Cheese instead of American. I didn’t feel like shredding the cheese again.
I hope your Christmas Breakfasts were just as delicious as ours!
I have not posted about exercise for a while now. And to be honest, I had stopped working out just before the Ireland trip. However, a few weeks ago, I resumed running. I also have added pushups and planking to my regime. Nothing severe or onerous. I’m keeping my heart rate from exceeding a 140 bpm average. And I’m not doing pushups or planking to the point of muscle burn. Moderations, after all, are what’s called for now that I have learned about my mild heart condition.
I do not plan to make regular posts about exercising. It serves no purpose and takes time that is better applied to other activities. Still, I wanted you all to know I was still working on my health.
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Well, we are back from Ireland. Obviously, I didn’t post anything about the trip on my blog. I became caught up in Ireland and chose to stay in the moment and not spend time crafting blog posts. However, the journey is over; we are back home, and I have many pictures to work through.
Here is one to tease your interest.
It’s off to Ireland for a Catholic pilgrimage of sacred sites. More to follow in the coming days.
In jobs, there are micro-managers. I am experiencing the frustration of having a class run by a micro-teacher. This instructor writes out the modules for what you have to learn and includes step-by-step instructions on how to study! So, it’s not just about what you learn, but how you are to learn! It’s agonizingly frustrating dealing with her online course setup. Not only does this person micro-teach, they are a perfectionist and have to explain everything in minute detail, resulting in an insufferable amount of links and pages, and pages and links. Don’t get me wrong, the instructor is a pleasant enough person, but for fuck sake! I spend a college credit’s amount of time just navigating the fucking course pages.
… people in a hierarchy tend to rise to “a level of respective incompetence”: employees are promoted based on their success in previous jobs until they reach a level at which they are no longer competent, as skills in one job do not necessarily translate to another.
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