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jarts: internet lawn defense league

halfway down the stairs is the stair where i sit

I woke up this morning irritated by everything, but especially the "fake geek girl" meme, the dearth of female characters in epic fantasy, and Objectivist/ev-psych claptrap.

You would be proud of me. Rather than taking out my frustrations by picking fights on the internets (well, okay, there was a little bitching on twitter, and this blog post last night over at the Wordpress blog) I went out and applied my belligerence to our &^%(*^%*&^% 2/3rds of an acre of lawn. (We have a tiny little 20" push mower. It's a workout.)

End result: lawn mowed, my exercise for the day accomplished, multiple funnel-web spiders discommoded (poor things), and 0 slapfights engaged in. *throws horns*

Yesterday I ran 7.6 miles in 85 minutes, which is an accomplishment. It would have been closer to 82 minutes, but I had to walk up part of a hill. I consumed half a bag of lemon energy chews and a bottle of Sobe in the process, and determined that my cheap-ass water carrier works better than expected. I don't recognize the me that uses such consumer tchotchkes, but a little carbohydrate along the way really did seem to help.

So that was worth 1100 calories.

Best features of the run included a blue heron, a calico kitty, and a metalhead walking along the sidewalk playing air guitar to his headphones. Rock on, metalhead.

Comments

So, something to get me home from the long walk with the dog when I've not eaten enough in the day to make for an enjoyable trip back (which I've done to myself all too often recently).
Also probably a bad choice for that--you'd be better with something with some protein and nutritional value, in that case--a no-saturated-fat protein bar, for example.

These things will just cause your blood sugar to spike and then crash, unless you have been doing something to seriously deplete your muscle glycogen. Like running for an hour and a half.
Got it. Thanks for the info!
No problem.

(No point in spending the damned money and calories on them when you can just eat candy. ;-) Which is what I should probably be doing.)