Ara Ara, Robzilla!

  Hi. My name is Robzilla and I'm an overtrainer.  I have no words for what I did on Monday. I did 48 minutes of Zumba in the morning, ran errands, and then did 50 minutes of weight training.  If my heart rate is in the vigorous zone, I get "double credit" for active minutes. Yes, that's my one day active minute count just before dinner! I ended Monday with 180 active minutes, which is both good and bad. The good news is I wasn't fatigued at all until after 11pm. The bad news is this is likely the reason why I'm not getting as much sleep as I'd like. I'm curtailing Zumba to one 30-minute class three mornings a week to help address the issue. As for weight training, I'll do that four times a week going forward since it doesn't raise my heart rate nearly as much. I have two routines. One is chest/shoulders/back and the other is arms and abs. I don't lift for muscle mass anymore, but it's the same routines I've had since I was eighteen

If you haven't read Spo's latest post on The Hero/Heroine's Journey, please do so. When I think about what I've done and how I've changed over the past year or so, I can't help but get a little emotional. It's like, "What the hell have I done?"  Maybe it's finally hitting me what I've accomplished... for me it's The Impossible Dream To dream the impossible dream To fight the unbeatable foe To bear with unbearable sorrow And to run where the brave dare not go To right the unrightable wrong And to love pure and chaste from afar To try when your arms are too weary To reach the unreachable star This is my quest To follow that star No matter how hopeless No matter how far To fight for the right Without question or pause To be willing to march, march into Hell For that Heavenly cause And I know if I'll only be true To this glorious quest That my heart will lie peaceful and calm When I'm laid to my rest And the world will be better for

WHAT’S ON MY MIND Opening my once iron clad heart. I spoke with The Muse (aka Pet Sitter) for over an hour and a half, and we only hung up because we needed to eat dinner. She loves creating things with her hands as well as with a computer, and she even does her own DIY stuff around the house. She thinks she’s boring but she intellectually stimulates me the way catnip did for Terri and Torrie. We’ll have a first date either midweek or next weekend, depending on her schedule.  Now that things are getting real, I’m fretting over things like how clean my home is, whether I have enough jeans and shirts to create outfits, and… intimacy? Yeah, even a confident guy like me has valid concerns if things get that far at some point. Just not the issues you’re thinking of. More on that later. WHAT I COOKED TO PERFECTION AND ATE A medium rare New York Strip steak. It was exactly 130 degrees when I removed it from the pan, and after I let it rest for a few minutes I sliced it into thin strips. It wa

  I finished watching Girls Band Cry the other night, and ara ara!   This anime is pretty much like Akiba Maid War. It's female centric and adorably rude. I loved all the characters, especially beer swilling guitarist Momoka. She not only gave rise to "Middle Fingers Up!" but taught bright eyed country girl Nina (background) that the gesture means "Thank you." in the big city. I kid you not. There's no plans for a second season at this time, which is a shame since it seems like there's more story waiting to be told with this quintet of misfit women that formed a rock band. *** I'm currently watching Death Race 2024, aka the Macau Grand Prix. Tonight is the first day of practice, and during the next three nights there will be various practice, qualifying and races on both two and four wheels. It will be streamed live on GTWorld's YouTube channel as well as on Motorsports.TV. No fatalities have happened since 2017, but honestly I think it's onl

Well, there's no easy way to say it so here goes. CARB approved the new fuel standards on Friday, which will raise our gas taxes by as much as 65 cents a gallon. I made a promise if this passed, and as of today I followed through on it. I've re-registered as a Republican voter. What does this mean? I'm glad you asked. When it comes to social justice matters I've always been liberal. If I see someone being a racist, transphobic piece of shit I will not hesitate to call them out or worse. Same as always, and that will never change. I've got everyone's back there. But when it comes to money matters I've always been conservative, and with the way things are going I've hit my limit for bullshit. For the past couple of years I've had to shut up and play nice while people are having their student loans forgiven. I paid mine off, but it wasn't easy. I even had to file for forbearance a few times when times got really rough. No one helped me, so why shoul

WHAT’S ON MY MIND I created my own parlor game! Yesterday I played Maxi MINI Maxi with Artoria, and I’m thinking about taking a picture like this whenever I can so you can play along. There’s no better way to illustrate how ridiculously big cars are getting lately. Friday’s participants were a Chevy Tahoe and… is that a Toyota Prius? Really? When did those get bigger than a third generation MINI Countryman? WHAT I ATE After Tuesday’s dinner I had a slice of chocolate cake. I had no idea at the time it would become a coping mechanism. WHAT I CAN BUY OFF THE RACK A new knee brace. The bulky one I ordered off Amazon years ago is now too big for me due to my weight loss, so I visited a drug store and purchased this slimmer one a clerk had to remove from a theft proof glass cabinet. If I wear it for an hour or two at a time, everything down there realigns itself and I feel fine for several hours afterward. Yay! Sadly, there’s something else I cannot buy off the rack. I’ll have to write abou

I suppose I should begin with a few observations from yesterday... It didn't matter whether I was in a blue or a red 'hood. Everyone on the road drove like an aggressive asshole. It was both remarkable and scary at the same time. Our freeways are notorious for road rage incidents, and when I drove Miku at 70 mph yesterday I thought we were going to get run over. That feeling never went away when I upped it to 75. Ara ara! *** Everything seemed normal at the boot store. I picked up two pairs, and I already have my eye on a Winter pair in case I follow through with my wish to take Artoria up to the mountains. We have some lovely places to visit for a day trip or an overnight stay. I also wouldn't mind owning a pair of cowboy boots once I lose more weight. I once did the Boot Scootin' Boogie in my early twenties cosplaying as Billy Ray Cyrus with diamond stud earrings while everyone else in the club was a Garth Brooks clone.  My regular dance partners back then  were a pai

 

I guess I'll have to hit the dumbbells a bit harder to prepare for Round Two of this culture war, huh? As early as 7pm my local time, I started hearing whispers that Latino men were to blame for Kamala Harris's polling results. Then those whispers became chatter as we headed to midnight. When I awoke this morning, it was a full blown accusation and the first thing I saw on Reddit.  Fuck. My. Life. I don't mind playing the villain. I'm a dashing one on Sundays or whenever I wear my Las Vegas Raiders stuff. But today I'll be isekaied back to 2015 when I was blamed for merely existing.  Only this time around, I'll get it from both sides -- Republicans AND Democrats. Ugh! To those that'll blame me for Harris/Walz losing, I voted for them. To those that'll tell me to go back to Mexico, I'm a third generation Mexican-American, pendejo ! To those that'll say it's my fault because I have a penis, I voted to protect your rights. I will also resist th