DrFeelgood

Just so you have to read it again...

Of course, y'all would pick this after I donated my lovely tresses. Wait, does body hair count?

Initial impressions--I love it. The upgrade process was effortless--literally click and wait--and the transition from 8.1 was absolutely seamless (it didn't even monkey with my browser cookies). The issues I had in 8.1 (boot lag, user switching, power management) are all resolved, and the whole look and feel of the OS is just smooth. Everything can be found right where I want it or it can be searched by voice or text using Cortana. I only twiddled with it for a bit, but so far it's a solid winner in my book. Then again, I'm one of the weirdoes for whom Vista worked fine, too.

Who wouldn't like it?

G'NAP! G'NAP!

C15-5 W1D4 - Spreadsheets Pray. Ephesians 1:13-15. Completed. Work. Designed rest day was much needed and appreciated. Instead of exercising, I used that time to do a little more work on Son#1's SSP and I made a few repairs around the house that have been nagging at me--in particular the "flag" on my mailbox had faded to a pale pink color and was just looking all-around terrible, so I dismounted it and gave it a couple quick coats of glossy red. It looks splendid this morning. Eat. I flirted with the target by eating right up to it. Seems like rest days always want me to eat more. Also, I think part of the problem was that the plan for dinner was ultra low-calorie, so I ate more earlier in the day to compensate. I much prefer my "save-half" method and think I'll be sticking with it for the rest of this challenge. Sleep. The upgrade to Windows 10 was so easy that I almost lost track of time playing around with some of the new features. I saw the clock ticking down and got moving on my routine, but I didn't get the light switched off until 10:05. I was on the fence about calling that a fail, but then this morning I woke up at the first alarm with no snoozes and got moving for the morning more than 30 minutes earlier than usual. As such, I retconned the bedtime miss to a qualified pass.

If I sent you a Chicago Blackhawks jersey, would you wear it every time you clean the mirror?

Dude, that's not what we mean by Double Bacon Cheeseburger...you're supposed to double the burger, not add hoser ham to it.

It made the groups more manageable and added a competitive vibe.

I'm worried about it in the other direction. I have four kids learning how to do life from my example, and I want to give them every advantage I can. Of course, it would be nice to still be around and in good health to see them in to their own twilight years.

I was a sophomore transfer.

Thanks all, I'll look for samplers of those you recommended.

The only thing steak needs is salt. Then, more steak.

Do you have a protein powder to recommend? All of the varieties I've tried taste awful, but I still want to find a good one to keep around (for low days) without spending tons of money in the hunt.

C15-5 W1D3 - Spreadsheets No purple today. I got 'em all! Pray. Ephesians 1:10-12. Completed. Work. Took care of the BBWW x 3 when I got home from work. It fits just right into an episode of Good Eats. I was able to complete the whole workout, but I can tell I've been letting it slide the last few months while I was focusing on barbells. I think this mix is going to be just the thing I need to break through to the next level of leanness. Even as of this morning my belt is non-committal as to which notch it needs. Eat. This new target is working much better (as long as I remember to count correctly) with my "save-half" strategy. I had a huge dinner that left me so full I couldn't even think about snacking--even after wearing myself out by working on the Super-Secret Project in the sweltering garage. Sleep. I called it quits on the SSP early enough to get my pre-bed hygiene stuff done by 9:00 pm, which left plenty of time to rest, surf the web, and learn a few things about the next steps in the project before getting to bed on time. Mission accomplished. This challenge is kicking butt so far. I feel lean, strong, compact, and just all-around "ready." Life is still standing on my face, but I'm not going to let that wear me out--I'm just going to focus on doing the needful. Everything else can either wait or lapse.

I avoid those situations at all costs.

MrsFeelgood was the same way. That's how I ended up with four Minions and some disconnected plumbing.

How is that dude not a goalkeeper? He must be slow.

C15-5 W1D2 - Spreadsheets Pray. Completed. Still only in Chapter 1 and there's already a ton to think about. Work. Got to the gym and pounded out the first day of lifts. Surprisingly my injured hip felt fine through Deadlifts and Squats--in fact it was really starting to feel better. Upper body stuff went off without a hitch, too, but then I got in to the core work and the hip started screaming at me. I made it through two sets of leg-raises and crunches before calling it a day and limping out to the parking lot. It feels much better this morning, and after another round of treatment last night the blisters are improving, too. I should be back to full strength pretty soon. Soccer left me sore in the outer calves (a little) and the obliques (a lot). Also, my hip injury now seems to be a lower-ab strain based on the workout aggravation--just more evidence that I've ignored too much of my core this year. This challenge will specifically address that deficiency. Eat. No problems hitting the target. I'm putting a little less than half of my daily goal in to dinner alone so that I can get through the evenings without getting snacky. It seems to be working. Sugar-free JELL-O has become a dessert staple: for only 40 calories I get a few grams of protein and two cups worth of bulk to help assuage any lingering peckishness. Sleep. My first missed goal. 10:30 isn't bad, but it's not the target. Even though I started my night-night routine at 9:30 it was still an hour before I actually got down with the lights out. Between trying (and failing) to fix the broken microwave door handle and working on my own Super Secret Project with Son#1 there just weren't enough minutes in the evening to make it work. I'm going to mark my missed goals in purple this time around, because purple. I'm feeling less squishy than I have in quite a while. Here's hoping that's the start of another long run toward leanness.

You've seen my graph, yeah?

Nah, he's just a brute, not a lunatic.

Wow. Your beachwear is way different from ours. It somehow manages to be less revealing yet more explicit.