Showing posts with label social distortion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label social distortion. Show all posts

Sunday, March 09, 2014

A Short Stroll Spoiled...

Here is my latest example of either what it is like to live in South Florida or why I should just start writing “The Fall of the American Empire” now so that I can be the first person to get it published when the end eventually happens. Earlier today I was reading one of those local area magazines (the type that are not technically advertisements but are certainly not a hotbed for investigative journalism) and they had a four page article on miniature golf. Nothing wrong with that and it certainly led me to read the article though the fact that this article made the magazine cover should give you a sense of what this magazine was like.

No, what just blew my mind was the one paragraph that discussed, and I swear I am not making this up, “the long lasting health benefits of playing miniature golf.” Let’s just analyze this shall we? This article is postulating that playing miniature golf is a great form of exercise because you a) walk, b) vaguely swing your arms occasionally and c) have to bend over a few times. I’m not being cynical in that list: the author specifically called out those activities. We have apparently reached the point where we are so useless as a society that standing up and bending over occasionally is considered a challenging workout. To be honest I am surprised that no one has picked up on using golf carts on miniature golf courses or at least install a moving sidewalk.

I know that I shouldn’t be the one to talk about physical fitness but I am amazed at how things have changed over my lifetime. When we were at Disney World last year I was stunned by just how many people you would see riding electric scooters throughout the park. This wasn’t because they were elderly or incapable of walking; in fact, you could see nothing that would prevent them from walking. But there they were, lined up like their own little ride, and you would look and wonder if they were just too lazy to walk. That is something I cannot remember seeing growing up.

I do exercise regularly, nothing insane but some good effort several times a week. Over the past few years of doing this and changing my diet to the point that I eat actual food and drink less beer I’ve ended up losing about 35 pounds and am actually in the normal weight range for my height. Just being in the normal range places me above average in terms of healthy weight which is a completely paradoxical sentence to write. The main thing though is that you have to do something. You have to sweat. You have to get off the couch. Miniature golf will do the latter but I doubt that it will do the former. If it does the former you probably have a few other issues to worry about.

Best of 120 Minutes: Let’s get the week started with some Social Distortion


The five random CDs for the week:
1)      Josh Rouse “Nashville”
2)      Loreena McKennitt “To Drive the Cold Winter Away”
3)      Various Artists “Emerald Rock”
4)      Jon Dee Graham “Escape from Monster Island”

5)      R.E.M. “Eponymous”

Sunday, May 06, 2012

Wasting the next morning away

I was talking with Kim about this earlier today and we both came to the same conclusion; it is pretty amazing how in a few short years your body can change. Mainly with regards to how quickly you can recover from a late night out with little sleep. I will be the first to say that in the past five years my tolerance for lost sleep has changed completely.
When I lived in Kansas City much of my time was spent going to concerts or competing in bar trivia contests both of which resulted in some rather late nights. Yes, bar trivia contests can run late into the evening as once you start challenging people on their knowledge of state capitols you really can’t stop until one of you is lying on the ground unconscious. This meant that I would occasionally go to work with much less than eight hours of sleep (sometimes as little as four). Despite the fact that I was caffeine free for my time in Kansas City (I was Straight Edge in that sense) I still could be a productive citizen on that little sleep. Today though that has completely changed.
Now if I am up late watching television I can barely get going the next day. If I was up due to my mind running on whatever subject is in my head at the moment, which can range from work to rewriting pro wrestling pay per views so that my new wealthy villain Count De Monet becomes world champion, it is even worse. I’m not even getting into what happens on those occasions where I decide to relive my time as the guy at the end of the bar. I feel off for days after those nights. It is like my body can’t take it anymore.
That is one of those points of growing older that I did not really fully comprehend. I knew that it would happen one day but I thought that it would be when I was fifty or something. I’ve realized that I am basically closer to retirement than I am to high school at this point in time but in my mind I cannot bring myself to view life that way. I still feel like the high school kid in my head but my body no longer can keep up. Though I am working to repair that. More on that effort tomorrow.
Best of 120 Minutes: Speaking of high school let’s listen to some Social Distortion.