Training, Taking It To The Micro Man, Rolls With Rebecca

Today was a 5. I felt really good, got stuff done, and enjoyed the things I wanted to do.

-I started strength training again with my trainer Diana. We haven’t worked together for a long time because I haven’t been up to it for a long time. She used to come to the house and bring barbells and weights, but since I’m no longer burdened by chemo, I was able to go to her gym. I’m confident this will help me on my road to recovery. I’m very excited to be training again! I even remember some of the tricks she taught me, like sitting, shaking, and rolling over. Unfortunately, even after all this time, we’re still confronting my barking problem.

-I ran some errands (I drove! I could see today!), including marching into Micro Center and returning the overpriced graphics tablet I’d purchased there. When the woman asked what was wrong with it, I told her they were selling it for $120 more than another business in the area. She asked if I wanted her to see if she could price match it. I told her I had no problem with her, but that I didn’t want to give the store the satisfaction. By “the satisfaction,” I meant “any money whatsoever,” and whether she knew that or not, she let me return the tablet and wished me a nice day. Hah hah! Take that, you corporate barons, what with your high prices, lying sales associates, and very friendly and helpful customer service representatives!

-Rebecca and I started what we hope to make a new tradition of getting dinner one night a week. Since she moved out of the house, we figure this is a good way to make sure we stay in the habit of spending sibling time together and keeping one another up-to-date on our various goings-on. Tonight we ate at Sushi Sa Sa (try saying that a million times fast) in the Highlands neighborhood near downtown. The Highlands is hip and cool, so naturally, we fit right in. We ordered some original Sa Sa sushi rolls and some traditional sushi rolls; it was all delicious and surprisingly filling. I have to agree with Rebecca’s assessment that it was some of the freshest fish we’ve ever had in sushi. Highly recommended!

-As a bonus to our sibling night, we ran into popular radio personalities Slacker and Steve, who, much their credit (and my surprise), recognized me from that time I was on their radio show to support The Children’s Hospital (I thought there were pictures in that post… there are pictures somewhere). This was not only impressive because they surely meet thousands of people every week, but because I was totally and completely bald when we first met. And now I have hair. Very cool.

-I drove home, and no day would be complete without watching at least one episode of some television show with my parents. Tonight, Royal Pains featuring The Fonz and Lou Grant.

I’m as worn out as person who did a lot of stuff all day, and as happy as a clown that won the lottery.



Taking It Day By Day
Wednesday July 20th 2011, 1:07 am
Filed under: Me, Myself, and Reid, Sodapopcornculture, Technobabble

Here’s what I’m going to do: as often as possible, I’m going to post a number rating my day. Why am I going to do this? Because I would like to be able to focus on a day at a time (which I am bad at), and also then be able to look backwards and say, “Hey, that was a great couple of days,” or, “Last week sucked.” I mean, I don’t want to say last week sucked, because I don’t want last week to have sucked, but if it did suck, I want to have a system to show it sucked. The scale will be as follows:

1 – what a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
2 – my day? meh.
3 – ups, downs, not bad, not great, it was a day. what more do you want?
4 – you know, this was a good day.
5 – this day turned out to be pretty damn great!

3 is not average. There is no average day in the life of Reid Levin. But if there was an average, I’d like it to be all 5s, every single day. And then an average day in the life of Reid Levin would be fantastic. As it is, though, the numbers are all over the place.

I’m also doing this to get back in the habit of writing. Some days I’ll write about what happened that day and some days I’ll write about stuff that I’ve been wanting to write about and some days I’ll write something expository and some days I just won’t. So there.

Today was a 4. I felt pretty good and got some stuff done.

Some things that happened:

-I had an appointment that went well. For three years it’s been a standing appointment every Tuesday. Next week it will move to Mondays. I know, talk about radical change and trying something bold and different.

-I went to Micro Center and exchanged the Wacom Graphics Tablet I purchased there last week when no one would help me (I think they were actively avoiding me) towards one that I researched as being the best for me. This is actually the third one I’ve purchased in less than a month. The first one, which I was pushed to buy by a helpful sales associate, was too small. I have had similar problems with beds and porige in the past.

-I went to lunch with Mom.

-I was suspicious about the price I paid for my new tablet, despite assurances from several salesmen that Micro Center sold things for the same price as everyone else. Maybe it was the phrase “the same price as everyone else” that alerted me to the dubious goings on. I checked the price I paid against other retailers, and discovered that Best Buy sells what I bought for $120 cheaper. I will be returning my Wacom Inuos4 Medium tablet to Micro Center and then driving over to Best Buy and buying my Wacom Inuos4 Medium tablet. Also, avoiding Micro Center in the future.

-I took a nap. This is still part of my normal routine while my body is healing.

-I talked to some friends. This is an integral component to pushing a day to a 3 or above, I believe.

-I watched some shows on USA, a fine television network full of interesting and fun to watch characters. There is also a fine country of the same name, but lately I’ve found it hard to watch or listen to many of its characters without pulling my hair out. Which is saying a lot, since post-chemo, it takes a lot for me to willingly allow any hair to leave my head.