Da pain, da plane

Hit 427 calories spent in 25 minutes tonight. That is 17.08 calories per minute, slightly exceeding the pace of 16.6 I'm shooting for. I'm hoping to hit 30 mins on pace tomorrow or Friday.

If I can hit that 500 calories spent in 30 minutes by then I plan on staying at that level for a few days, possibly a week. Depends on how I feel. Need to let my body acclimate before I push on towards getting back into the exercise level I was prior to being ill.

I feel I'm pushing harder then I should now. That is why I am going to plateau once I hit 30 mins. I have to keep reminding myself it's a marathon not a race.

A cool note is my chest/arms are sore as shit from the personal trainer yesterday. I love that feeling. Let's you know you're alive and actually doing something besides Cheetos and porn. Orange dick syndrome is just not right. WASH THEM HANDS PERV! This has been a Public Service Announcement.

Anyone remember the old TV show Fantasy Island? The two main characters on every week were Mr. Roarke (Ricardo Montalban) and Tattoo (Herve Villachez). Herve was Vertically Challenged. No that sounds like he is deficient. He was gravity enhanced.


I got home from the gym and the Mrs, MNA and Boxers are in the backyard. The Mrs is working her veggie garden.

The MNA sees an airplane flying overhead and starts yelling,"AIRPLANE!".

So as I see my midget in the yard shouting like that I correct her. "No honey, it's Da Plane, Da Plan."

Now she is yelling,"DA PLANE!"

Now I just need a white suit. I wonder if Omar the Tent Maker has enough linen?

Afterwards I break out the tricycle. It's the Radio Flyer brand (purveyor of little red wagon's world wide). It's older, all metal and a bit heavy. Her legs are just a little too short for the pedals so they slip off now and then. She has the concept of pedaling down. It's the whole steering issue.

At one point she went on the grass and got stuck. She got off walked around front. She grabbed the handlebars and moves them around 180 degrees to turn the tricycle around . So they are facing backwards but the tire is still aimed for a straight line. She pushes the tricycle and it reversed straight and didn't turn around. She then rather seriously informed me the bicycle was broken.

I think I'll pay some student driver company to teach her to drive if this is a glimpse into the future.

~The Dad