Work, Tabata, ALL THE BURPEES.

Well, it’s me. Here I am, at my sad, lonely, little blog. I’m not even sure that anyone reads this anymore. I feel kind of bad for neglecting it so, but life has been busy.

I’ve been at my new job for about six weeks now, and I love it. I am challenged nearly every day and I am part of an awesome team of smart, dedicated, and hard-working people who make me want to push myself to do the best job that I possibly can. The management team is encouraging, positive, and are just generally awesome.

I’ve also started taking advantage of my company’s gym and more specifically, the afternoon workout class on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. I’m still not back to running since hurting myself at Run For Your Lives so I decided to jump into the class to get some cardio in. I figured it’d be easy; I had been watching them from afar for a little while and I figured I’d jump right in and be fine.

Oh my god. I was so wrong. Mondays are weight training days so for the first time in my life, I’m doing bench presses, squats with weights, rows, dips, and dead lifts. Wednesdays and Fridays are Tabata days, and I’m fairly certain that Tabata stands for “TORTURE ABSOLUTE BALLS ASS TORTURE ALWAYS”. Every Tabata session starts with 4 minutes of 20 second jump rope intervals, which I thought would be easy but again: WRONG WRONG WRONGY WRONG. It’s so hard. After jump rope we do sets of random, horrible exercises designed to light our muscles on fire and make us consider either suicide or homicide. Today we did an exercise called “Roxanne”, to which the other members of the group were like AHHHH SHIT NO NOT ROXANNE and I was like “What’s so bad about Roxanne?”

Let me tell you what’s so bad about Roxanne. The song “Roxanne” is played and you do jumping jacks the whole time, except for when they sing the word “Roxanne”, and then when they do that, you do a burpee. In case you don’t know what a burpee is, check this out. I am fairly certain that the exercise was created by Satan himself to punish everyone forever.

Anyway, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MANY TIMES THAT ASSHOLE SAYS “ROXANNE” DURING THE COURSE OF THAT SONG? I just Googled it and got conflicting answers but the general consensus is between 26-29 times. SO MANY BURPEES. Seriously, listen to the song and imagine doing burpees every time they say “Roxanne”. Or instead of imagining; do it. It’s harder than you’d think. Toward the end of the song, I pretty much just put myself on the ground and stayed there until it was over.

That’s how life has been recently work-wise. Long story short, it’s been amazing. I’m struggling to get these last 20-25 pounds off and am stuck at a 27 pound total weight loss. Hopefully these “Roxanne”s and “squat circle”s and “Satan burpees” will help me lose this last chunk of weight and get more fit overall.

Writing for Nooga.com is taking up most of my writing time and creative energy. I haven’t been investing as much as I was in the beginning, and it’s showing in my work. My last columns have been kinda “meh”, but hopefully I’ll be able to change that. I’m still freelancing, and have actually been doing some printed copywriting which is really awesome. It’s just little pieces of copy here and there, but there is something thrilling about reading something that I wrote. That came from me; from my mind. It’s pretty amazing.

I was also interviewed for a story on ESPN.com about my experience with Run For Your Lives. Also awesome and thrilling.

I think this might be the most boring blog post of all time, so if you are still reading it, thank you. Thanks for sticking around and listening to my rambling.

Mumford & Sons, New Jobs, ZOMBIES.

So time has completely gotten away from me. The last month has been pretty hectic. My freelance writing has kind of blown up (I have another column I’m writing for Nooga.com, plus some side projects), I started a new job this week and, oh yeah,

I SAW MUMFORD & SONS IN CONCERT ON TUESDAY.

My friend Stephanie and I headed down to Atlanta in the early afternoon. The concert was at Centennial Olympic Park, and we managed to find an open lot RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET. We parked and decided to walk to Vortex to get a bit to eat. It was about 2 miles one way and let me tell you, the burger was worth the 4 mile walk. SO GOOD. After lunch, we headed back to the park to see a line had already formed to get in. Crap! It wasn’t too bad, and we were pretty confident we’d still get good spots. We did.

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Oh my God, y’all. It was more amazing than I can explain. Each song was amazing. They played “Dust Bowl Dance”, where Marcus Mumford played the drums and near the end of the song, he just lost his damn mind and threw his drumsticks away and kicked the whole drumset over before going to the front of the stage and finishing the song. It was so freaking cool, I just started screaming like a crazy person. One of the highlights of the show (aside from “Timshel”, “I Will Wait”, “Lover’s Eyes”, and their finale, “The Cave”… Okay so pretty much the whole damn thing) was after the road crew set the drumset back up after “Dust Bowl Dance”. The band came back out and with them came their opening acts, Bear’s Den and The Vaccines. They all played “Come Together”, and it was FLIPPING. AWESOME. I found this video on YouTube, which doesn’t do it justice but is still pretty good.

I got a couple of good photos – not many because I was too busy enjoying the show!

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“Timshel”

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SO MANY MUMFORDS

I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the concert since Tuesday. It was an amazing day with a great friend. We got home super late, and the next day I started a new job. What! Yes, last week I left the job I’d had for the past three years for a new opportunity. I’m enjoying the new job very much, and am happy to report that it is something brand new and very challenging. One of the best parts is that I get to work on a Mac and I am learning Photoshop. WEEEE!!!

I’m gearing myself up for tomorrow. What is tomorrow, you ask? Oh, just a little thing called RUN FOR YOUR LIVES. Yeah, IT’S HERE ALREADY. What? How did that happen? I swear it was like, yesterday that I first blogged about it. WTF. Anyway, please send good RUN BITCH vibes my way and hope that I make it through the race with a survivor medal? I will keep you posted on how it goes. Don’t forget that if you’re interested in running one of these, check out the website to check for a race near you and use the code ZPTD10 to get 15% off your registration!

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That’s all for now, friends. I’m going to really try to post more often, but I make no promises because my life is CA-RAZY right now!