Not only did I not do any push-ups today, but I actually ended up at Urgent Care. I have a sinus infection, and am  now on antibiotics. Hopefully they will kick in rapidly, because four days from now I have a full run through of my Fringe show plus two performances. Right now I can't even sing a note. Should make for an interesting weekend.

Today is the first time in the fifteen months of this ridiculous project that I have completely mis-timed my treadmill session length. I always set it for 55 minutes, except for specials that run longer than a normal episode. What I forgot was that today's episode ran a full 65 minutes as the season finale. So as I was watching my treadmill abruptly stopped with its programmed time finished. I was so wrapped up in the ending of the story that I literally stood there for ten minutes transfixed. 

So let's talk about that.

So, I spent the day today wearing my son's clothes. How weird is that? Seriously, because of Reasons, I wound up wearing a pair of his shorts and one of his t-shirts, and they fit my just fine. My Mini-Me is just... me I guess. I also didn't do my workout until evening because frankly I was just too dang lazy to get out of bet at 6am. I can't miss any more days, though. I have counted it out, and if I do not skip any more days then i will finish on Sunday, August 5th. I only have one day for wiggle room, because on Tuesday the 7th I fly to Las Vegas for work and I absolutely want to finish this ridiculous project before I go.

Today was kind of a landmark day for this project, just in terms of my workout. I added push-ups back in February and am now consistently doing 100 per day, Eleven days ago I added sit-ups to the routine and have been slowly increasing the reps. Today, for the first time, I completed 100 sit-ups in addition to the push-ups and treadmill time. I'm a beast!! Well, I mean, I'm not, but it sure feels good. My intention is to get to the point where I am doing 100 push-ups and 200 sit-ups every day, plus whatever other workout happens. From now until I finish this ridiculous project obviously that's treadmill time, but I am really looking forward to late July when I can finally break free of the treadmill and start doing inline skating or bike riding or literally anything else besides the treadmill.

I also watched the season finale for Series Three this morning. So I guess I should talk about that.

There's this radio guy in Seattle named Pat Cashman (who happens to be the reason I met my wife, but that's another story), and he had a running joke of always calling The Sound of Music by the wrong name -- calling it The Sound of the Music. It's been a running joke in our household for nearly twenty years now. For some odd reason I thought about that this morning.

So anyway, let's talk about today's Doctor Who episode The Sound of the Drums.

Here I am in the home stretch of Series Three, it's weird how fast these are going by now. This morning I actually had to cut the treadmill short because of time, I got started a bit late on my workout and had to stop as soon as the episode was over. So, barely over three and a half miles today. That's ok, though. It was a good workout. I feel like at this point I have achieved everything I wanted out out of this project, and now I am just running out the clock to get through the last three months to wrap it up.

Speaking of which, this morning's viewing ran off to the very end of time and also brought back an old friend. And an old enemy. So let's talk about that.

Today has been a lovely, lovely day. Work-wise I have a software release going out tomorrow, and by quitting time today I had effectively cleared out my bug list. Theatre-wise I got some very good casting news today, and it's something I'll probably be talking a lot about in a couple months. I spent more than a little time doing a happy dance around my home office. This evening my wife and I went out for a celebratory dinner, and had a delicious Indian meal. I am a very satisfied boy right now.

Exactly thirteen years ago today, on Saturday March 26th of 2005, Doctor Who returned to the BBC after a sixteen year absence. Happy birthday, NuWho! 

As for today's viewing, on a surface level it plows the same fields as the Sixth Doctor story Vengeance on Varos but updated for twenty-first century television. So let's talk about that.

The inaugural season of the revived Doctor Who had just finished a remarkable run of five episodes, four of which were superior and the fifth of which was at least very good. In another week it would launch into the big two-part season finale. Sandwiched in between those remarkable sequences, however, apparently Russell T Davies thought to himself, "what this show really needs is another hour of flatulence."

God help me, let's talk about it.

I had a callback today for a show today. I think it went well, but I'm such a neophyte at this acting thing it's hard to really tell. But I saw several friends there from two other shows I have done, and many other familiar faces, so if nothing else it was a lot of fun. With any luck, this summer I will be back on stage again. If not, I will definitely be in the audience because it's going to be a fun show.

Of course, I also watched Doctor Who this morning. It had my single favorite Ninth Doctor scene in it, so let's talk about that.