I try and start my day with some post-breakfast exercise and today, ugh, I felt like a fat hamster trying and trying to get that treadmill spinning but couldn’t wait to hop off.
For a good laugh you can see (a) how slow my pace is and (b) that I had the treadmill at a whopping 1% incline….yet I’m still complaining.
Worse, it said I burned only 76 calories. What is that, a lick of chocolate?
I try all sorts of methods to keep motivated while on the treadmill, my favorite is not to look…
That can be either really good or really bad. Today, I was sure I can gone ten minutes and I was only at five. Geez, that’s bad.
I try watching TV while on the treadmill but to hear anything over my horrendous feet thumping it requires the TV volume to be at decibels only Dawg can hear and she hates it and leaves the room. I’d listen to my iPhone music but I hate my earbuds and am constantly pulling them out or readjusting them.
While ambling along this morning, I was watching a movie on TCM with Mickey Rooney and some Big Bands of the 40s and I got to thinking what ever happened to big bands? (I’m probably the only one wondering this, right?) I can remember in the 50s and early 60s, my sister and her friends would run into Philly and NYC to listen to big band concerts and the boys in the high school band played 100% big band sounds. I bet if you asked 100 millennials today, 99 wouldn’t have a clue who Glenn Miller is, let alone either Dorsey Brother. That’s a crime in my book, like Flash said in the previous thread, that Weejuns seems to be a word only understood by us old farts.
Photo and tag from Wikipedia: Historically relevant photograph: A portrait of the Dorsey brothers Orchestra in 1934: George “Gus” Throw (kneeling at left) with the Dorsey Brothers Orchestra in 1934. Others in the front row (L-R) are Roc Hillman, Don Matteson, Skeets Herfurt and Ray McKinley. Standing are Bobby Van Eps, Delmar Kaplan, Tommy Dorsey, Kay Weber, Jimmy Dorsey, Glenn Miller and Jack Stacey.
I grew up with a dad and mom who lived and breathed music, jazz specifically. We had records blasting all the time of jazz artists and would dance around to the greats like Count Basie….talk about a long time ago!!
So back to the treadmill later. It’s nice enough outside to do some planting – I’ve been holding off to be SURE, absolutely sure, the last frost is behind us. With this spring, it’s anyone’s guess.
Happy Saturday fellow hamsters!