I hit the reset button on my Yourself Fitness workouts on December 26th, 2006. That was the day after Alex got his own XBox and we had one back in the living room. 173 days have passed since that time, and I have worked out 130 out of those 173 days (right about 75%).

I’m pretty damn proud of that.

I have decided that, for the time being, I’m going to do Upper Body Strength workouts on the days that Maya wants me to do Lower Body workouts. Whenever I do a Physical Challenge I always max out the test numbers for Lower and Core body strength, and the fact is that despite the strength of my leg muscles the Lower Body workouts hurt because my knees just aren’t that good. I also get Lower Body workouts as part of my Cardio workout, which happens every day to some extent.

I continue to be dissatisfied with my upper body strength, though, and really want to focus more on that.

So…yeah…umm…that’s about the extent of my exciting post.

Your current weight | 270.4 lb
Weight change since your last recorded weight | +0.2 lb
Total weight change to date | -148.8 lb

I’m pretty happy about this. I had a pretty huge loss last week, and the big fear was that I would “bounce back” a bit from that on Thursday. The fact that I only put back on .2 pounds after that makes me happy. I also got on my home scale today for comparison, and was down to 267 there (last time I weighed on that scale I was at 269).

So yeah. Still getting there. Still very happy with the progress I’m making.

Here’s hoping next week is the one where I officially break the plateau!

Just got an email from Amazon.com. “There’s still enough time to order an electronic gift certificate for Dad this Father’s Day.”

No. No there’s not, really.

Miss ya, Dad.

You too, Richard.

Don’t forget your Dad if he’s still with you this Sunday, folks.

So…there’s part of me that kind of feels bad for Paris Hilton.

I could go into a whole thing about about how being a spoiled rich kid is all she knows.  How we can, in no way, relate to the fact that the things we consider to be everyday things that one has to be able to do to survive (know how to unplug a toilet or cook for ourselves, for example) are things that she has never, ever had to do for herself.  About how, to her, the way you fix something is to call your personal assistant and have them deal with it.  About how she can’t relate to our world any more than we can relate to hers.

But that’s not it.  Fuck all that.  I’m jealous that she has a good life, too, and I like seeing those who have never known what a hard life is really like get theirs just as much as the next middle class schmuck.

No, the reason I kind of feel bad for is because, in some ways, I think she got the shaft in her current ordeal.  See, it’s like this – people get let out of prison early all the time.  Like they said on the news – the LA County Jail is seriously overcrowded.  You know, with people who’ve committed crimes like murder…rape….arson….you know, fun stuff like that.  And I’m sure that, most of the time, the Judges in question aren’t told about it.  Does that make it right?  No, of course not.  Doesn’t change the fact that it happenes, though.

In this case, however, the fact that she was let out was all over the news.  So what normally would have been an unreported non-incident became the story of the day. 

So, to me…it doesn’t look like she got special favors because she’s a celebrity.  Quite the opposite, actually.  What’s really kind of sad is that there seems to be this feeling that “we” (the common people) have finally seen justice done.  That celebrities are going to learn their lesson now.

Guess what, folks?  OJ is still free.  Robert Blake is still free.  Paris doing 45 days in prison isn’t going to change all that.

But hey, who am I kidding?  Despite my high and mighty words here, I still giggled at the pictures of her crying in the cop car.  So I’m just the same as everyone else, in the end.

Would anyone be interested in checking out Woman In Mind with me?