Random Aches & Pains (A Blog Post NOT MEDICAL ADVICE!)

January is over so I guess that makes 2011 officially here to stay. No turning back now. If you haven't gotten this year off to a good start yet then, sorry, there are no do overs. I checked.

The bastards!

Of course, shout out to Keely, the Un Mom for making Random Tuesday Thoughts possible. She totally owns RTT in every sense of the word and, for a better quality of random, you should go to her.


No. Really. Trust me. She's much better at this stuff...

- With classes in the evening, I've had to make a lot of adjustments. One of the thing that has suffered is my going to the gym regularly. This semester, I got exactly the schedule I wanted so, for the next few months anyway, I'm back in the ol' saddle. Yup! I've rejoined the gym.

I'll try (note, I said try) not to bore you in the coming weeks about the aches and pains as I try to whip myself back into shape (Please stop visualizing an actual whip being used. I know some of you were).

What I really want to do is take up a new martial art. I’m thinking kung-fu this time. I really want to learn the "Death Grip of the Rabid Monkey"*.

- I'm lucky the gym actually had room for me. This time of year in T&T, with Carnival fast approaching, everyone is trying to get into shape to fit into ridiculously tiny (and even more ridiculously expensive) costumes.

The insanity starts from just after Christmas and, for about two months, they train hard. Gyms are packed, jogging paths are crowded and, all of a sudden, people watch what they eat. What they really want is to look like this:

Nope. Neither of these guys is me.

 Or this:

Roll your tongues back in, boys!

Buy they only have about two months to work with. Instead, most of time you still end up with this:

In case you're wondering, the answer is no. You won’t see me parading the city streets in tights and sequins for those two days, thank you very much. Even if it wasn't for religious reasons, I’m waaay too self-conscious for that.


- Good news! After three years, Mrs. C finally got transfered and she's back to a day job from this week. We're very excited. It'll be interesting to also be a married couple during the week again. She had two week's vacation in between and she's been preparing. Adjusting to the new sleep schedule was the hardest part but we'll finally get to see, once and for all, if this will mean an end to my fun, freedom and being able to pig out whenever I want her insomnia.

- Remember boomboxes? Back in the day, even here in T&T, there was always someone in the group with the huge sound system on his shoulder. I was only a child but I remember a cousin who was like that.

The interweb is a magical, magical place!

Now, thanks to the modern miracle that is the cell phone, everyone has a miniature boombox in their pockets. For the past few years I’ve noticed people blasting their playlist on their cell phones’ loud speakers. Yeah, that’s what I want to hear on my bus ride to work: your favorite Jamaican dancehall tracks.

* If this move doesn't exist, I will create it. That name is just too cool.