Really, I’m still alive, just buried with other things going on. I’ll be back, one of these days…
In this case, silence means I’ve been frantically busy with work, trying to complete a big PHP and MySQL coding project. It’s done (well, ready to ship; there’s always more work I can do!) but mom is coming later this week so I will probably be quiet for a while again. Sorry
In good news, I’ve been riding the exercise bike again. 27 minutes today so far, and I hope to get back to an hour a day as time and energy permit.
I recently had the good luck to exchange some e-mail with that rare beast, The Polite and Pleasant Gay Man. In this case, the gentleman in question is a member of a local massage exchange Web board. He came across an old post of mine seeking therapeutic massage services to help deal with my repetitive stress injuries and general physical creakiness and wrote to ask if I’d had any luck.
We got to exchanging e-mail about the subject and he invited me to give isolated stretching a try. I’ve had a similar form of therapy in the past, where the practitioner focuses on specific areas of the body and uses manipulation and stretching to help deal with stress and pain. I agreed to give it a try and my first appointment was last night.
It was an interesting experience! First, this form of stretching is definitely different from the other—in that case, I was much more of a passive participant and the practitioner also combined aspects of traditional massage with the stretching. The type I had last night was more a mix of active and passive. Various specific parts of the body are focused on (last night we worked on my shoulders, neck, arms, and hands) and multiple individual stretches are performed. In each case I started by actively stretching, with the practitioner passively guiding me and helping keep the rest of my body in good form. Once I reached my limit of motion, he actively assisted to extend and complete the stretch while I relaxed (or tried to!) my efforts. Each stretch is combined with deliberate breathing to oxygenate the muscles and repeated twice for five to ten repetitions depending on the part of the body being stretched.
It sounds pretty simple, right? Fairly easy, right? Well, no, and no Despite all the movements being very deliberate (each stretch is held for two seconds at peak), there’s a lot of exertion involved! I wore a loose t-shirt and trousers to enhance mobility and quickly discovered just how much heat they both retain. I wasn’t dripping with sweat by the time the three and a half hour session was over, but I really felt like I had had quite the workout. It’s amazing to realize how parts of the body are connected, too: stretching one part helps another relax; while stretching one area, another that you might never think about reacts to the movement and—with luck and time—you become more limber and stronger. Yes, stronger: while you’re not exactly building muscle in the same way as, say, weight lifting, you are toning the muscle you do have and reinforcing its strength through deliberate use.
This is a big part of why I am enthusiastic about the therapy, because my repetitive stress and strain in my arms and hands is threatening to get worse. These movements will help open up the carpal tunnel and strengthen my body so that the activity I have to engage in (as an I.T. person, I can’t not type, for example) won’t damage me so much. “Opening up” the body helps it deliver oxygen to the tissues, too, which keeps them flexible and working efficiently.
Another aspect of the therapy that is beneficial to me is that it involves human touch. Unlike most working out, where you are focused on your own body, these stretching exercises involve passive and active assistant from a practitioner. This means their hands are on you—your bodies are in contact in various ways during the stretches—and while it is all very professional, you’re still getting the benefit of caring touch from another human being. It’s amazing how relaxing and comforting that can be. While I don’t hold to any traditions of faith or mysticism, I think there is truth to exchanging energy between people. Touch via stretching is a gentle, constructive, relaxing way of sharing the human connection.
I am looking forward to my next session, this coming Monday, and expanding my range of motion!
So here’s the setup:
I’ve got this lovely PHP/MySQL site that I’ve been working on. It was originally designed to only support one client, but management decided to change it to support multiple clients. OK, so it’s no (HUGE) deal.
Unless, that is, you forget that you use $client to pull in information about the current instance of the site, and try to use $client again on the page where one adds or edits new client instances.
Sorry I’ve missed another day… life has a tendency to get extremely complicated without warning, and I got a big splash of it yesterday.
Today’s post comes courtesy of friends of mine on Plurk. Names have been changed to protect the innocent and guilty
(EJ) says: any update on the recruiter conversation?
Yes, she wrote me today! I replied earlier on Plurk with her message, which *could* be positive or not. I’m really not sure.
(MK) says: if you had a chance to be a nude model, would you go for it?
That depends on the circumstances, but if someone really wanted me to model nude, and wasn’t just jerking my chain, sure. I am comfortable enough wandering around Spa World in the nude, so a non-sexual situation like that for modeling should be equally okay.
(WT) says: what is the meaning of life?
The meaning of life, as in the purpose, or something else? (Me: I was going to reply “42,” but that’s actually the *answer*, not the meaning…)
(WT) says: or Why weren’t you here to go on a bike ride with me this morning? )
Sadly, time and money conspire against my honest wish that I could spend in-person time with all my Plurk buddies.
(EJ) says: if you could have dinner with anyone, who would it be and why?
I’ll assume you mean any living actual human, but if not, please re-ask The answer would be president Obama, because I want to get his perspective on what he’s been put through so far, and why he has been consistently such a disappointment to progressives.
(SM) says: How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop??
Three (Me: OK, here I was cheeky. Sorry.)
(RU) Why the @&#*$! was Rupe awakened by a hideous dream so that he couldn’t go back to sleep? The day: She’s gonna be a long one …..
Because your brain chemistry misfired and caused an event that transitioned you from sleep to wakefulness out of cycle.
(AM) What is your favourite song? You can choose a few =)
Oh, gosh, I have so many! Lately, “Love Song for a Vampire,” “Little Earthquakes,” and “Chronisch Pleite” play in my head a LOT.
(TP) What made you decide to offer yourself this way today? Considering the potential for really personal questions?
Easy! My friend AV asked me. Since he’s been kind enough to share his personal life with me online and in print, the least I could to is offer to do as much of the same for him. And I don’t mind people asking me questions, even very personal ones.
(AK) thinks that RU should look closely for *snickers wrappers* ….**MUUAAAHAHAHAHA**
No fair not asking questions here :)
(RU) *knew* it … !!!
(Me: Quiet down there in the peanut gallery!)
(AV) I thought you’d never ask! Poor David, I haven’t made extra work… have I? :-?
Not at all! Seriously, I like this kind of thing I signed up for the Web site that does the same, but I can’t recall its name.
(Me: it’s in the blog sidebar, actually )
(ST) If elected, what steps would you take to preclude jeb bush from getting nominated for presidency?
I’m not sure that I *could* take any steps, ST. If he meets the legal criteria, he has a right to run.
(RR) asks: if there were one thing in this world you could get rid of forever, what would it be?
Humanity’s fear of the unknown. I think it drives much of the hate and anger that causes pain in this world.
(MH) what processes would a quad processor really speed up?
I’m not a hardware guy, but I think the answer depends on the operating system using the QP and how it + apps are written.
(RR) wonders if he will just blog the answers to all these ?’s
That’s a clever idea, and would let me have a good post for today :)
I told myself a few weeks ago that I needed to focus on this blog and not let it stay moribund. I can’t say as I have exactly achieved what I set out to do, though I have come close by some measure. Writing something every day is more of a challenge than I had expected, mainly because of how I approach the goal. I could just regurgitate others’ work, as some do (and I have done more than a few times), but it’s ultimately not satisfying. Writing something unique is a big challenge; the topics I seem to feel like writing about inevitably feel like they are superficial, little more than rants, or dangerously personal.
Writing can be cathartic, and for many a journal is a way to record the tribulations, triumphs, and terrors of life. I’ve never managed to get into that handwritten habit, though. A blog might seem like a good outlet—except one must ask if it is really worth not just wearing your heart on your sleeve, but waving it in the air for two billion random strangers. Given the number of companies now deriving justification to fire (or not hire) anyone for daring to share their opinions via “social networks,” it probably is not.
There’s also the situation I recently found myself tripped up by: a friendship that turned toxic with someone who learned how to masterfully play me for a generous fool, who used a forgotten path into my semiprivate anguish over the degeneration into unpersonhood to drop little poison treats where innocents would stumble across them and unwittingly generate further angst. From the perspective of cool logic, the mistake is obvious: one should armor one’s self against exposing feelings that can be used against them. But to me, at least, that further devolves the potential usefulness of a circle of social contacts. Now that the damage has been done (and masterfully served up without guile by someone who would never intentionally stoop to such sophomoric acts!), there’s no mental “erase” button to undo it.
And here I am, writing about it publicly. I suppose that in the end I would rather be a fool with a heart than a “whore” (in their own declaration) who sees nothing wrong in seducing, using, and discarding people like rubbish, but I surely don’t like it.
Personas | Metropath(ologies) | An installation by Aaron Zinman is an interesting little Web 2.x tool that trolls public pages to look for you—or who you might be—and collates the available information into a pretty colored grid. Unless your name is truly unique, chances are there are lots of people out there who share it, and Personas includes them all. The results may be interesting…
Here it is, nearly midnight again, and no word from me! Sorry about that. I had really, truly intended to post sooner, but the day got away from me as usual.
I will say that it was very nice not having to get up and head into work. Instead, we had a leisurely day: a late breakfast (more like brunch), a visit to Dick’s to get beach stuff (probably for next year, but we might still make it to the beach again this year), a trip to a madhouse Wegmans, haircuts, and a stroll through Gamestop before dinner.
Piotr is staying the week, so he brought his PS3 with him. It looks very impressive on the big HDTV We decided to get a multiplayer game for us both. He was not excited by Little Big Planet, so we picked up Ghost Recon II, which we tried to play for about two hours after dinner. It is really complex, but a good challenge for eye/hand coordination.
Tomorrow I’m back at work and hope to have something more interesting to write about—so good night, gentle reader, and pleasant dreaming!