My girlfriend Squee and I live almost 800 miles apart, but we're really good at meshing our lives together at a distance.  We schedule time to go visit one another.  We send each other care packages.  We have little routines for all sorts of things.  Once a week we have a over-the-internet game night, where Missy, Squee, and I play electronic board games together and just spend time with one another.  

And we talk, a lot, about everything and nothing.  (That's really important, to do both of those things.  It's all the little ways in which you get in a partner's head.  So, we share our triumphs and tribulations with our jobs, talk about the vicissitudes of our friendships, goals, dreams, everything.)

One of the neat effects of that is it's a kind of mental sifting of all sorts of things.  Old memories come up, get dusted off, revisited, shared.  I'll stumble across a book I like, a movie, talk about a food I'm cooking, or an old song I like.

We were experimenting with a Skype replacement today, an app called Duo, made by Google, that's good for 2 person video calls.  The video got all out of whack, like an old poorly dubbed karate movie.  (Those movies have a horribly politically incorrect but funny name, they're called Chopsocky movies.) We both laughed about it, and I told her how it reminded me of this song I like, that I hadn't thought of in ages, that was a fake chopsocky movie as a song.  I told her I'd seek it out again, I couldn't quite remember who made it.  I bet it had a video too, and that it would be a hoot.

Well, I did.  And it is.  It's "Ninja Tune" by the band Hexstatic.

It's amazing.  See and hear for yourself.

 

 

 

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Caution: This one's a little gross.* 

There's this lesson every long distance walker/runner learns early on. Go to the bathroom and get empty before you go.  

The consequences of not doing so can be disastrous. 

There's a saying about scuba divers: there are two kinds. Those who have  already thrown up on the boat, and those who have yet to do so .

Running has something similar. Feel free to use your imagination.  

Anyhow, this morning I was about 1.something miles into my usual out-and-back workout when I realized that I might have a problem.  

As I commented to Squee & Moliére on the phone, "there go any running intervals for today." 

It was still a good workout. Sure, I've worked harder before. And will in the future. Today, I didn't give a crap** that my workout was suboptimal.  

There's no place like home

There's no place like home

 

 

 * Hey, you read this of your own free will, buddy

** Well, until I got home, thank goodness

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So this morning, as is becoming my habit, I went out for a run, sharing it remotely with my girlfriend Squee, and my bestie, Moliére.  It was a good workout, filled with hills, all sorts of funny puns about kink and computers (subroutines, DOM navigation, master-and-slave-controllers, etc.), too.

On my way back to the cul-de-sac I live in (infinite loop, anyone?), I noticed I was at 3.9 miles for the workout, so I decided to walk the cul-de-sac over and over until I hit the 4 miles I wanted.

It's like a piece of modern art!

It's like a piece of modern art!

I'm happy I did it, but I also notice several things that made me able to do it.

  • For one, I'm a bit OCD.  I like round numbers, filled spaces, evenly balanced things.
  • It enabled me to stay on the phone just a bit longer with two people I love very much.
  • As I make working out more of a habit, a routine, I'm beginning to lean on it and into it.  I need it.
  • I feel hope in the small gains.  I only ran one interval today, but felt good about it.  I'm in touch with the truth that progress comes in gradual waves.  I know I'm not some skyrocket, that has to launch, go up without stopping, only to explode.

I'm loving my progress.

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This has been rather a sloppy sort of year for my blog. I started off not numbering, got spotty about posting daily, went back to numbering, still remained spotty.  

But I'm still here, and still blogging.  

There's a saying (usually misquoted as being said by Aristotle), that "We are what we repeatedly do."

I agree.  

I think part of that repetitive process is mindfully stepping back from it and adjusting it, the same way you aim a spray of water from a hose, or shoot a water gun.  

I go through something similar in my day job as a programmer. Try a thing, see if it works, adjust, try again.  Sometimes I will get something working, see an entirely better way to do it, and rebuild it. There's even a term for it, refactoring. 

I think adopting the practice of mindful refactoring has been, and continues to be a success strategy in my life.

  • Try something.
  • See how it works.
  • Throw it out if it's not working for me.
  • Keep going with it if I am happy with the results. 

Wash, rinse, repeat. Repeat until dead. You get the idea. This strategy is everywhere  in my life. I use it at work, at home, in relationships, my health, my finances.  

It's even inherent in my spirituality or philosophy. One of my favorite Lao-tzu quotes is "A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent upon their arrival." 

I do, ultimately, have a final destination. We all do. But how I get there, what road I travel, and what I do to enjoy the trip, that's what matters.  

Some days I see or hear something early in the day that pushes my gratitude button so hard, I know right away that's my gratitude today .

I have a funny relationship to pornography. I feel the same way about it as Billy Joel feels about sex vs. peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.  Good sex-positive porn? Yes, please. Bad misogynistic, sex-negative porn? No thanks. 

This morning I was using Flipboard to peruse some of my usual sources and stumbled across this sexy, yet not obscene image that expresses this attitude perfectly. 

A woman in a shirt and panties, shot from the waist down. The panties read "ASK FIRST" 

A woman in a shirt and panties, shot from the waist down. The panties read "ASK FIRST" 

Awesome.  I see so many good messages here. "This is my body. It's beautiful. Have a look.  Want to do anything else with it? Ask me, because it's mine."

This might be the sexiest thing I have ever seen.  

(It comes from the usually very NSFW blog at  http://porn4ladies.tumblr.com/)

 

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