One fat geek's SUCCESSFUL attempt to regenerate into a not-so-fat geek by watching the entirety of Doctor Who while walking on a treadmill

Morbidly Obese

Morbidly Obese

As you, my dear imaginary readers, have surely noticed, I am not posting here nearly as often as I used to. The simple truth is that after two full years of writing on this blog very nearly every day, and after watching almost a thousand episodes of Doctor Who and its various spinoffs, I just don't feel the need to write on a daily basis. That doesn't mean that I am not working out, or that I am not still watching Doctor Who. Quite the opposite. It does mean that I have been shaking up my routine. That led to this past week's encounter which I would like to talk about. Here, then, is the tale of how I quite literally worked my ass off for two full years only to be called Morbidly Obese by a perky twenty-something personal trainer.

Time Treadmill Regenerated

Time Treadmill Regenerated

The First Time Treadmill was located in our bedroom, up against the window and on a carpeted floor. Then, about a year into this ridiculous project, we re-did the floors upstairs replacing the carpet with hardwood. In the process, the Second Time Treadmill got moved to the opposite side of the room and given a proper Command Center with a wall-mounted television screen, a BluRay player, and  place for my Inspiration Poster as well as other memorabilia.

This past week we completely re-did our garage, and in the process the Third Time Treadmill got relocated out there along with the new Epoch Elliptical.

I think paradise is a little too green for me as well.

I think paradise is a little too green for me as well.

Only a day behind this time... I am getting better! So, yesterday I watched the back half of Kinda on the new Fifth Doctor first season BluRay set. The last time I watched it, I specifically viewed the original broadcast version, of which I said:

It's a shame that the big snake effect at the climax was so dreadful, because all kidding aside the story really was quite good.

This time I watched the version with the enhanced special effects created for the DVD release several years ago. You want to take any guesses on whether I thought it was an improvement?

See, What Had Happened Was....

See, What Had Happened Was....

Yeah, no bones about it. I have lost my focus. I have only been on the treadmill on seven of the last twenty two days. Ok, sure, on four of those off days I was in a yoga class, and that's not nothing, but the fact remains that I have kind of gone off the rails now that I have finished the initial project. I can so easily see myself just slipping back and blowing up to where I was a couple years ago and I desperately do not want to let that happen. Ugh. The whole emotional land mine thing goes both ways...

Crossing the Finish LIne (Again), and I'm Still Alive

Crossing the Finish LIne (Again), and I'm Still Alive

Ok, so, I haven't posted here in almost two weeks. During that time I watched the very last Doctor Who story on the treadmill, meaning that I have now watched every single episode ever broadcast of any official series related to the program. How cool is that. Then I kinda took a week off. Then I watched An Adventure in Space in Time, doing six miles on the treadmill in one session, which was a bit ambitious after taking a week off. I utterly failed to post about either of those things. Now the past two days I have been watching the BluRay reissue of the Fifth Doctor's first season. Rather than back-writing four different posts, I am just going to roll it all up here in one thing so that I am caught back up. You're welcome.

Come for the Moths, Stay for the Frog

Come for the Moths, Stay for the Frog

Colorado was so much fun, y'all! So. Much. Fun. I am professionally obligated to say I learned a lot at my training conference (which also happens to be true). More importantly, I was a dang literal rock star. Two years ago at this same conference I spontaneously wrote a song about the show's mascot, the DNN Yeti. Then last year I did the same thing again with another cryptid called the Slide Rock Bolter. On both of those occasions, the songs were recorded in my hotel room and thrown online for the attendees to enjoy. This year, though, I was specifically invited to perform during the closing keynote session.

I got a standing ovation, yo!

Honestly, if I was still a bloke, I could get on with the job and not have to waste time defending myself

Honestly, if I was still a bloke, I could get on with the job and not have to waste time defending myself

This is the last episode I am watching before leaving town for a week for a developer conference. I am so very close to the second major finish line of this ridiculous project that I can taste it, but it will have to wait until next week to get there. In the meantime, I got to watch the episode with Alan Cumming (whom my wife has touched). So that's a pretty good send-off.

Build a warehouse on a moon, it's never going to be perfect

Build a warehouse on a moon, it's never going to be perfect

Can I tell a story about today that has nothing to do with Doctor Who or treadmills? Ok, cool. So, my son is autistic. He is also a Disney geek. In particular, he has kind of a thing for Snow White. Nearly seven years ago, when Snow White's Scary Adventures closed permanently, he had a very special encounter with her, which you can see here:

This afternoon Ben and I were at Epcot, where he likes to go every Sunday to take pictures of characters. At the Snow White meet & greet, it turned out to be the very same Snow who had visited with Ben in the video above. Ben recognized her immediately, and was delighted. She was also overjoyed to see Ben again for the first time in years. She couldn't break character, but she did all kinds of verbal flips and twists to express just how much that day had meant to her, and how happy she was to see Ben again. It was just an amazing encounter all around. How cool is that? 

Anyway, getting back to Doctor Who...

This is us, forever. Our moment in time.

This is us, forever. Our moment in time.
"Ordinary people who've lived here all their lives, whipped into a frenzy to be part of a mob. Nothing worse than when normal people lose their minds. We've lived together for decades, Hindu, Muslim and Sikh, and now we're being told our differences are more important than what unites us. Like we learned nothing in the war. I don't know how we protect people, when hatred's coming from all sides."
"Well, all we can strive to be is good men. And you, Prem, are a good man."

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I think paradise is a little too green for me as well.
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See, What Had Happened Was....
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Crossing the Finish LIne (Again), and I'm Still Alive
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Honestly, if I was still a bloke, I could get on with the job and not have to waste time defending myself
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Build a warehouse on a moon, it's never going to be perfect
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This is us, forever. Our moment in time.
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