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

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Chekhov's Gun

Chekhov's Gun

Well, that's it. As of today I have now watched every single episode of any official BBC-licensed Doctor Who related television program ever broadcast. It has taken my just shy of two years. I still have a few other things to watch, like the two Peter Cushing movies, a couple of animated web productions, and then some random half-licensed or unlicensed things like Shakedown and The Stranger. Tomorrow I will start watching the most recent season with the Thirteenth Doctor, which I have already seen but have not yet seen while walking on the treadmill. But the bottom line is that I can honestly now say that I have seen literally every Doctor Who television story ever. That's dang near a thousand episodes covering over fifty five years of broadcasting, and that includes watching complete reconstructions of the lost episodes (and God would I love to see the original broadcast versions of Marco Polo and The Faceless Ones). So... how cool is that?

No One Leaves Home Unless Home is the Mouth of a Shark

Feb 04 2019
No One Leaves Home Unless Home is the Mouth of a Shark

Today's penultimate episode of Class was unique from all the others, and I will get to that below, but first I want to talk about a line of dialog from Miss Quill quoting from the poem Home by Warsan Shire. "No one leaves home," she says, "Unless home is the mouth of a shark." I try not to get too political on this blog, although I make no bones about the fact that I am a card-carrying bleeding-heart liberal. Researching this poem, it absolutely speaks one of the biggest issues plaguing my own country today. Please follow that link and read the entire poem, it speaks to the refugee experience. Her in the United States we currently have a xenophobic president who seems hell-bent on stirring up fear and hatred against immigrants, describing them as rapists and murderers while begrudgingly admitting that some of them might be nice people. It is horrifying. We can be better. We can have immigration policies that maintain security without dehumanizing immigrants, or ripping children away from families and locking them in kennels. "I want to go home," says Shire, "but home is the mouth of a shark, home is the barrel of a gun, and no one would leave home unless home chased you to the shore..." 

The Meteoric Asteroid of Truth

The Meteoric Asteroid of Truth

Today was a particularly good day on the treadmill. I kept a faster pace through the entire workout than I have since last November, and while it was a battle towards the end it felt really good. I feel like I am pushing myself back in the right direction. In terms of my five-day moving average I am certainly back on the right track. I keep trying to tell myself that this is not about weight, but honestly it kind of is a little bit. I mean, don't get me wrong - I am thrilled with what I have achieved with this ridiculous project, but I also feel like I can still achieve a bit more. As for Class, today's story was a Bottle Episode. So that's kinda weird.

I don't suppose we could have a moment of cuddling?

I don't suppose we could have a moment of cuddling?

I had my second day of yoga yesterday, so that was nice. Very very early, but nice. Today I rocked out another four miles on the treadmill while watching some Doctor Who-ish goodness. Tonight I had a performance of a show I am in. Oh, and this morning I produced my very first podcast demo. How cool is that? Life is good. Also, as an aside, today's episode of Class has my absolute favorite title of the entire series, so check it out.

You just think I'm nice or sensible, but really it's war. I'm always at war.

You just think I'm nice or sensible, but really it's war. I'm always at war.

I took Monday off from working out, mostly by accident. I had intended to get on the treadmill over lunch but then got pulled away and was never able to make up the time. Tuesday, on the other hand, I tried Hot Yoga for the first time in several years. I gotta tell ya, an hour on the treadmill? No problem. An hour of hot yoga? Holy cow that kicks my butt. Needless to say, I am going back again tomorrow for another session. In the meantime, I watched the third episode of Class today.

Do you honestly think that nothing else will get pooped out through the bunghole of time?

Do you honestly think that nothing else will get pooped out through the bunghole of time?

Man, watching your daily numbers will drive you insane. Normal people have normal daily fluctuations in weight, which is why it any sane person only steps on the scale occasionally. Naturally, I step on the scale every single day and then plot the result on a public chart on the open internet, because I am a moron. The good news: the daily fluctuation was in my favor today. So that was nice. And now I am going to think about Doctor Who instead.

you're not nice, you're kind. There's a difference. Kind is better.

you're not nice, you're kind. There's a difference. Kind is better.

I am so, so frustrated right now. Although I missed a bunch of workouts early on with K9, I have really been much more consistent for the past week. Even so, my weight just seems to keep going up and up and up. I know, I know, I swore this ridiculous project was not about weight, but that's really easy to say when you are on the free fall slope of the graph and way harder to say when you are on the upward slope. I really think I have hit the point where I need to start varying my workout significantly. I have been doing the treadmill thing for dang near two years, and it is absolutely time to start changing things up. The good news is I am roughly three weeks away from completely running out of unwatched officially-licensed Doctor Who related stories. I have some obscura to delve into after that, not to mention rewatches of older stories as the new BluRay seasons come out, but I think by the time I hit the two year mark on February 20th I will basically be done with this project as a daily thing. It's time to start breaking out my bike and my inline skates, and to maybe take another look at yoga, and to just generally change things up. That being said, today I started the last of the official spinoff programs, Class. I have really been looking forward to it, which is kind of why I saved it to the end. Here goes...

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I don't suppose we could have a moment of cuddling?
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You just think I'm nice or sensible, but really it's war. I'm always at war.
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Do you honestly think that nothing else will get pooped out through the bunghole of time?
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you're not nice, you're kind. There's a difference. Kind is better.
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