snapshots of an idle mind

January 16, 2006

feast and famine

Filed under: Uncategorized — sassinak @ 12:18 am

i don’t want to post this because i’m having so much fun in the comments from the last post… and i want the conversation to keep on going :)

so that was weird.

the universe is practising it’s penchant for irony on my life again and i’m not really going to explain that last statement but i will give a trivial example of it and elaborate by saying that this has been happening with EVERYTHING.

yes, i really mean everything.

i had these two lunchtime classes at this lovely community centre. one with two people in it and one with three and the manager had told me that if they didn’t start paying for themselves she would have to cancel one. so friday? yeah seventeen people show up AND sign up for the season.

so i’m like ‘right on, there’s only three for sunday so that one will get killed and i don’t have to quit it. nope, seven for the season. [there can still be drop ins and we only needed five]

so i really wanted to keep one class there because i love that place and instead they both go. and everyone loves me and i already know that i won’t be there on sundays in a few months and i feel sort of bad. hopefully they like one of the subs i throw at them in the meantime.

i note that i’ve already planned out like 5 long weekends this summer. wow already. it seems that i’m not going to be working weekends by summer. i’m cool with that *grin*

in case anyone is wondering? hillside!!!(only six and a half months!!), international climbers festival(definite maybe but it’s a week… it’s not so busy in july for my work apparently though), my BIRTHDAY, summerfolk and nyc.

nyc? i can hear you asking.

why yes, nyc.

it seems that elle and jenn and i with a little accidental starting off by bubbles [tarts on a yoga may anyone?] have somehow decided that we’re going to new york city for a weekend.

i like the 26th of August and less so the 5th of August and the 12th is impossible. that’s my month. i don’t like the 19th because of the aforementioned summerfolk. so here’s the thing.

who wants to come and when’s good for you? note my previously planned long weekends, those are non-negotiable. (well MAYBE i could… no i have to go to summerfolk [last year’s post]) okay not negotiable. course y’all could come to a folk festival in owen sound ontario with me… :)

actually you should really consider it, it’s an excellent and very mellow weekend with great scenery and good tunes. or hillside but it’s been selling out so it’s harder to do than it used to be. and the volunteer lists are full so apply early if you’re going [read march].

anyway, nyc? dates? requests? room assignations? :)

cramps suck. no, SUCK.

i remembered my cds from othercat’s. er his CDs that i’m borrowing. just to make a few of you jealous:
shuffle demons: bop rap
roots manuva: brand new second hand
-run come save me
-awfully deep
rolling stones: exile on main street
chieftains: tears of stone
the roots: the tipping point
-things fall apart
-do you want more
bob dylan: oh mercy
the beatles: abbey road
-magical mystery tour
kate and anna mcgarrigle: heartbeats accelerating
didjeridoo planet
patsy cline: greatest hits

currently hear: the roots – things fall apart.

okay as i was saying.

lately everything has been two handed like those aforementioned classes. i’m getting like showered in blessings lately but they’re very interesting blessings. they require choices… choices that require me to close my eyes and see what i really want.

and it’s happening everywhere and with everything. i mean i’m so busy that i’m turning down work. i’m giving work away.

six months ago i was starving and couldn’t afford to get my oil changed in my car and now i’m sad when classes AREN’T cancelled.

that shit is fucked up.

cool though. and it sure beats the alternative.

funny thing though, feast is as stressful as famine… it’s just not the same KIND of stress.

fuck i do not like weight lifting.

okay i lie it was sort of fun but i’m owey. i have all these weird aches and i feel weak.

heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey. waitaminute! i went weight lifting the tuesday before last and that’s wehn i started to feel weak when i was climbing. i think. maybe?

and i have to do it at least TWICE more!

it’s sort of fun it really is but holy crap. first of all? total wimp. i have to work to bench press the BAR. well and talk at the same time while i demonstrate form. but i’m working. and i have to work certain push into things because i have to feel WHERE my body is straining so i can figure out how to fix him.

and there were declines and inclines and flys and lats (hah i kicked his ass at lats! [in other words taught him form and brought him down to my weight which was HARD when he did it right]{snerk}) and weird rowing and and and. holy crap chest and back is a nasty fucking workout.

thing is because i had to work pretty hard to find the strain i had to beat the shit out of my abs to do stuff while TALKING. and they’re pissed at me and besides they’re busy operating my uterus for another day or two.

legs and abs next. i live in fear.

last time we did arms and shoulders.

i mean fuck there i am lying with my head hanging off a weight bench and barbells in my hands telling someone what to do and i haven’t lifted a weight since i was sixteen years old.

and yet i’m right. it’s all about how he moves, it doesn’t matter what he’s actually doing.

when i go watch dancers i see their feet crying out for me to fix them. i don’t need to dance to tell dancers things that will make them dance better. i see that in my neighbour.

still it feels egotistical. *grin*

i learned a ton today. modern weightlifting. not the weight room i spent my teens in that’s for sure! (ow)



  1. I had a weight bench with a barbell in my room when I lived at home as a teen, and it was a great place to hang clothes.

    But you have inspired me to try to remember to look for my ankle/wrist weights when I get home today. I’ll be looking buff in no time!!!

    Comment by Mike — January 16, 2006 @ 7:06 am | Reply

  2. Hey— New York just got better–

    Comment by starbender — January 16, 2006 @ 8:03 am | Reply

  3. Ve vill pump j00 up!

    Mix it up in the weight room. Start off with a lighter weight, do a set of 10, rest a min, add 10%, do another 10, add 10%, do another 10. If dumbbell presses alternate arms, while one is up the other is down. Skip the lat pulldowns, do dips and lots ‘o pullups. :D

    Comment by castufari — January 16, 2006 @ 8:38 am | Reply

  4. mike: i weight lifted three times of week as part of training for swimming for like 5 years or something. so i never work out at home, can’t get in the habit. exercise is done somewhere that is else :)

    starbender: mmmm legal marijuana… let’s all move :)

    cast: wait you misread, i’m doing weights WITH a pilates client to fix his form. so i can’t do light little weights and work up to it, i have to know what he’s hurting.

    incidentally i’m pretty sure i know how you did in your back now.

    and i do dips and pullups every time i teach at one of the places i teach. i suck i need so much help but i do them.

    as for lats? do the pulldowns RIGHT and you get your lats, do them wrong it’s just abs or whatever.

    Comment by sassinak — January 16, 2006 @ 9:59 am | Reply

  5. When I do pulldowns (which is when the pullup station is being used) I mix ’em up with close, medium and wide grips. Getting them right is the hard part (like a lot of exercises).

    No pain in weeks, I can’t wait until I’m written off so I can play.

    Off to run, later gater.

    Comment by castufari — January 16, 2006 @ 10:50 am | Reply

  6. Umm… can I come to NYC? I don’t have much to offer… but, I can play den mother?

    Ahhh, mo money mo problems eh?

    Sounds like a fun summer for you honey…

    and just the vision of you weightlifting is enough to make me wanna go lift cars… *scrolling down for bicept peepage*

    Comment by Everything nice — January 16, 2006 @ 11:12 am | Reply

  7. Hey I want to GOOOOOOO!


    Comment by Natalia — January 16, 2006 @ 11:21 am | Reply

  8. cast: trust me dude i’m a competent weight lifter. i don’t want to be but i am. years and years of practise. also my client is a good weightlifter and i think he had as much fun picking at my form as i had picking at his. if he didn’t work out at the other end of the city i’d ask him to train with me.

    so you’re climbing soon?

    bubbles: it’s an open invite, of COURSE you’re welcome. hell you’re the original tart on the yoga mat after all :)

    it’s funny how feast and famine both suck in different ways. but i’ll always pick feast over famine (note the hips :)

    i love summer and i love all of those activities. well i haven’t done the climbers fest yet but it seems rockin’

    i love that you love my biceps. and at the gym i discovered that my pecs and my shoulders are kinda poppy now too.

    nat: then submit weekend requests! :)

    Comment by sassinak — January 16, 2006 @ 3:36 pm | Reply

  9. Erm…erm.. I am pretty much good as long as I can get a bit of a heads-up :)

    August would be just fine…yaay NYC


    Comment by Natalia — January 16, 2006 @ 3:38 pm | Reply

  10. i’m looking at that last weekend… the 26th or whatever it is… that seems the best.

    alternately the like 5th but that seems tougher

    Comment by sassinak — January 16, 2006 @ 3:52 pm | Reply

  11. hmmmm…*flexes and grrrr’s*

    i’m weak. we all know this.

    EM! i’m dragging your ass to NYC!!

    Comment by da buttah — January 16, 2006 @ 4:08 pm | Reply

  12. well it’s kind of my job to be strong and muscular and shit… which is (of course) why i like my job so much :)

    and i’m sure, based on how much time you’re at the gym that you ain’t as weak as all that.

    man… em, elle, nat, jenn, me and whomever? this is SO trouble!

    Comment by sassinak — January 16, 2006 @ 4:13 pm | Reply

  13. Yaay NYC… spreading stupid amounts of love and blogorificness :)


    Comment by Natalia — January 16, 2006 @ 4:29 pm | Reply

  14. Climbing in weeks, the doc visit is 26 January. Snwoboard day is 27 January if he oks it officially (I’ve been out three times just carving). I’ll buy shoes and a skull protector then.

    No one is weak, they only think they are. If the shit hit the fan you’d be surprised as to what you can pull off.

    Comment by castufari — January 16, 2006 @ 4:30 pm | Reply

  15. heh i can actually do 50 man push-ups in a row :)

    not bad for a wee little chick

    but i only do cardio at the gym

    Comment by da buttah — January 16, 2006 @ 5:51 pm | Reply

  16. Sass, I said I had a weight bench and stuff in my room. I never said I used it (other than to hang clothes on). That shit was way too heavy! My arms are hurting just from thinking about it!

    Castufari, I am a snowboarder, or I was til I had an accident 2 years ago that fucked me up. My friend’s daughter told me I was bleeding out of my eyes. Maybe if I bought a suit of armour from a medieval shop I might get back into it. That would definitely be neat to see though, a knight doing rails.

    Comment by Mike — January 16, 2006 @ 7:11 pm | Reply

  17. mike! you need to wear a helmet you douche! i snowboard like a mad woman and pull shit i’m not even qualified to do..and fuck looking cool..i wear knee pads, shin guards, a back protector, and a helmet.

    albeit…i always manage to get whiplash from doing flips and landing on my head….

    although this year i just ended up with a fucked up knee, and now i limp when i walk. so hot, eh?

    Comment by da buttah — January 16, 2006 @ 7:17 pm | Reply

  18. Don’t feel bad. I had an accident when I was 16, I was a swimmer, and I ended up paralyzed on one side for a few weeks, then rehab. Now I limp a little and will limp til the day I die.

    Comment by Mike — January 16, 2006 @ 7:38 pm | Reply

  19. allright since we’re talking war stories, i broke both my legs and an ankle in a car accident and couldn’t walk for 5 months…i’ve got the sweet limp too from a fucked up knee. i can hide it tho with enough ACC (you canooks know acc, right? we dont get that in the us w/o a prescription)

    db, we are gonna rule in nyc with our hot limps! hahaha.

    Comment by Jenn! — January 16, 2006 @ 8:10 pm | Reply

  20. nat: love AND bloggerificness?

    okay since no boys have chimed in… ARE boys invited?

    cast: cool beans dude, it will be good for you, just take it slow okay? climbing is very physically demanding especially at first.

    i know some weak people but they’re broken.

    elle: nice! i can do like 5 but my shoulders are still messy.

    i only teach at the gym. i work out at the climbing gym :)

    mike: heh. that’s how i feel about working out at home. it sucks and it’s BORING!

    i miss snowboarding. i don’t think i’m allowed anymore. will ask my teacher tomorrow.

    *laughing at mental image of a knight on a board*

    *mmmm drooling at mental image of heath ledger ala a knight’s tale doing rails on a board…*

    Comment by sassinak — January 16, 2006 @ 8:21 pm | Reply

  21. elle: word on the helmet. i didn’t know you could get a back protector… hey. maybe i CAN board again. doubt it, it’s the landing on my pelvis i can’t take. want to board *sulk*

    the other reason i’m not sure i can board… the neck. WANT TO!

    mike: you used to swim? really? with who? what stroke? (i was a backstroker for laurentian, york and etobicoke)

    wow dude what’s it like being paralyzed? what happened? is it too personal?

    Jenn: holy shit dude. that sucks too. what’s wrong with your knee?

    ACC? what is this magic of which you speak?

    yay nyc! (i can limp with you if you like?)

    Comment by sassinak — January 16, 2006 @ 8:24 pm | Reply

  22. sass…oh the sad story…car accident…was not wearing a seatbelt…ejected from the vehicle and knees crushed.

    fucking wear your seatbelts everyone…ALL THE MUTHA FUCKIN TIME PLZ!!! (i’m the poster child for always wearing a seatbelt)

    and the magic of which i speak…my mistress, who can only be found behind the drug counter in canada is Aspirin+Caffeine+Codeine….ahhh the beautiful roundness of her pilliness…the lovely white exterior…and how she makes me feel when we’re together…like all excited and alive and just soooo damn good! she kisses my knees and makes the pain dissapear…sweet ACC…sigh.

    and yeah sass…i’m thinking if you’re not limping in nyc, you’ll feel so out of place, cuz limping is the new hot.

    Comment by Jenn! — January 16, 2006 @ 9:03 pm | Reply

  23. Oooh, first day back at it with legs and abs…

    Be prepared for the trembly walk!

    There are days where I work legs that I get really light headed and I’m pretty well useless for the rest of the day. Day after legs is always a day off.

    Comment by Matt Vella — January 16, 2006 @ 9:06 pm | Reply

  24. Jenn: dude that fuckin’ sucks. how old were you?

    what jenn said about seatbelts!

    ahhh i love caffeine for it’s pain killing properties. the other two have no effect on my but oh sweet black nectar of goodness.

    thing is? if i limp i’ll trash MY knee…

    matt: i know i’m going to get killed. and i can’t even take it easy. i might hit the weights once in a while at work, i have an hour to kill and i do sorta need a few tune ups…

    oh man the trembly walk! i forgot about that! he’s going to be shocked at my legs… in the old days i could press the stack and they’re at least as strong now *grin*

    i get light headed right after pilates but that’s endorphins. is yours forgetting to breathe or something else?

    okay good thing i’ll have monday off until 4:30 then… :)

    the trembly walk oh man!
    arms and shoulders was WAY easier than chest and back let me tell you.

    Comment by sassinak — January 16, 2006 @ 9:21 pm | Reply

  25. I’m good about breathing on a per-rep basis. When I do squats, I go pretty heavy and by the last rep the legs are screaming. I think it’s more that I’m hitting the biggest muscle groups and they’re taking up all my resources.

    All that blood rushes from elsewhere and hangs out in the legs for a spell…maybe I can work out in a grav suit… :D

    Comment by Matt Vella — January 16, 2006 @ 9:39 pm | Reply

  26. us weaklings are bored. can we talk about something that involves sitting in front of the TV, growing a pot-belly?
    Sass hurry up and post again. And don’t make it about exercise. Make it about….sex

    By the way, I think that the reason no guys have chimed in about your “love and bloggerificness” weekend is that it sound like an all-girl outing. I think it would be fun, just to compare limps, but then the jocks would feel out of place.

    Comment by Mike — January 16, 2006 @ 10:22 pm | Reply

  27. sorry Matt, wasn’t saying you are boring. I just re-read it and realized it might come out that way.

    Comment by Mike — January 16, 2006 @ 10:24 pm | Reply

  28. I’d go, but um – Mrs. would prolly frown on me spending a weekend in NYC with a bunch of women I met on teh intarweb.

    Comment by Matt Vella — January 16, 2006 @ 10:24 pm | Reply

  29. Eh, even if you came right out and said I was boring ain’t no need to apologize.

    Comment by Matt Vella — January 16, 2006 @ 10:25 pm | Reply

  30. matt..wouldn’t the missus and munchkin enjoy a bite of the big apple?

    just sayin

    Comment by Jenn! — January 16, 2006 @ 10:46 pm | Reply

  31. I know for sure Mrs. wants to go; at this point in munchkin’s life – we’d rather make it an adult type outing. Thanks, tho! Wish I could…

    Comment by Matt Vella — January 16, 2006 @ 11:06 pm | Reply

  32. matt: my client says that happens to him with chinups. like he needs more air then there are breaths.

    you know my brain went sideways there.

    mike: well i had a pot belly. i don’t miss it i confess though it was fun to grow it.

    i posted how to give a blow job a while back.

    oh i don’t know that it’s all girl, i think it’s anyone who cares to show up!

    i like being an out of place jock, i’m used to it… i like dorks you see.

    matt: so leave baby with the grandparents? wait how old is your child?

    Comment by sassinak — January 16, 2006 @ 11:55 pm | Reply

  33. A pot belly can be very very sexy on a girl. Didn’t they talk about that in Pulp Fiction?

    I’m going to go searching through your archives now for THAt post.

    You were married????!!!

    Comment by Mike — January 17, 2006 @ 12:11 am | Reply

  34. i agree that that kind of pot belly is sexy but i was also fat.

    did you want me to tell you the title of the post?

    and yes, i was married… um where did you get that from? i know i commented about him at some point but i don’t remember when…


    Comment by sassinak — January 17, 2006 @ 1:23 am | Reply

  35. you didn’t really talk about him, you just were talking about the types of guys who hit on you, either already in relationships, or else they had been divorced. Then you mentioned, almost in an offhand way, that you had an ex husband too.

    I think it was your second month posting. That’s how far I got before I had to go beddy-bye.

    you know, girls with extra meat are more fun to hug and they have bigger boobs.

    Sure you could tell me the title of the post, but then I’d miss out on making startling discoveries like the one I made last night. though maybe I won’t spread them publicly like I did this one.

    Comment by Mike — January 17, 2006 @ 6:40 am | Reply

  36. i somehow got blessed with a flat stomach

    but i’m like a 5 year old..i eat too much and BLEH! i get a mini potbelly!

    it’s so digusting!!

    and uhh Mike….no matter how fat or thin i DD’s ain’t goin nowhere….NOWHERE….:(

    Comment by da buttah — January 17, 2006 @ 8:10 am | Reply

  37. I have a belly no matter what I eat…the blessings of PCOS and all…

    Does having a belly or being fat disqualify one for the NYC trip?

    Did I miss something?



    Comment by Natalia — January 17, 2006 @ 8:36 am | Reply

  38. fuck that

    no one said i’m not a chunk…i just have a flat tummy for god know’s what reason.

    your going nat! i’m dragging you!

    Comment by da buttah — January 17, 2006 @ 9:28 am | Reply

  39. Elle-

    I don’t think you can drag me… pysically I mean hehehe… I have poundage on you :)

    But no need to drag…me likey the idea of NYC with y’all!


    Comment by Natalia — January 17, 2006 @ 10:16 am | Reply


    Shit if only I could hear you say that in person…

    Once you have more poppage I am asking for pics… of the poppage… please.

    and thank you :)

    Comment by Everything nice — January 17, 2006 @ 10:26 am | Reply

  41. Yikes, I’ll wear a helmet. Didn’t for a while until I was on a rec race in a pack and went over the bars. Ouchie.

    More snow is on the way but the slopes are shite.

    I’m gonna be da kine out there on my pink board, I hope no one laughs.

    Comment by castufari — January 17, 2006 @ 10:47 am | Reply

  42. Word to interrupting the conversation.

    Congrats on everything falling into place! Might be obnoxious at times, but I know it’s better than living from gig to gig.

    Personally, I love chest and back…but those are my strong points. I love lifting in general, though, so I’m a weirdo.

    The awesome thing is that at least you can still demonstrate everything RIGHT. That’s what bothers me! When the trainers can’t get their form down correctly. You shouldn’t be training people that way!!

    Comment by Blondie — January 17, 2006 @ 12:03 pm | Reply

  43. mike: ah i see… i didn’t realise that you were reading my archives :) i thought i had said something recent.

    you’re right about the meat. it’s like how muscles are nice but not if there’s no padding on them. just a little padding is so nice.

    have fun discovering… and spread on, i’m having fun seeing what you discover.

    elle: me too until i gained 60 pounds in a year. i’m sorta like taht now but it’s more about what not how much i eat.

    nat: sucks dude.

    PLEASE COME TO NYC!!! belly and all!

    elle: you’re not a chunk, sorry to break it to you.

    nat: yay!

    bubbles: that you are! *grin*

    pics of the poppage? you mean my pretty muscles?

    for what?

    cast: yes a helmet!

    i miss snowboarding!

    Comment by sassinak — January 17, 2006 @ 12:05 pm | Reply

  44. *looks around all confused*

    i’m not a chunk?!

    Comment by da buttah — January 17, 2006 @ 12:58 pm | Reply

  45. blondie: interrupt interrupt!

    it is obnoxious but it is also infinitely better you are correct

    it’s not that i didn’t like it as that it HURTS and i’m whining :)

    so many trainers have no awareness of what their bodies are doing. i can even tell you what my body is doing that it shouldn’t be.

    elle: i know, amazing isn’t it?

    Comment by sassinak — January 17, 2006 @ 2:01 pm | Reply

  46. home from work. Time to wade into your past.

    And Elle…nobody else seemed to notice, did you say DDs?

    hmmm… to be the only guy on a weekend in New York with a bunch of hot chicks… oh the wonderful images…

    hey get your minds out of the gutter, I meant images of learning how to better myself by learning to treat women as individuals and other bullshit.

    Comment by Mike — January 17, 2006 @ 4:54 pm | Reply

  47. mike: we all know already about elle, T and my breasts so noone really comments anymore.

    have fun with my past…some of it is sad

    hey ladies he said we’re ALL HOT! +5 bonus points for Mike.

    dude we live in the gutter, we’re chicks.

    Comment by sassinak — January 17, 2006 @ 5:00 pm | Reply

  48. bites tongue and resists commenting on breasts

    law-dog, you aren’t a chunk (I have no clue why I just got cheesy and called you law-dog)

    Blondie if you love chest and back, we wouldn’t last long. my chest looks like a 4-year old’s. I have no clue what my back looks like. I only try to look at it when I get a big zit back there.

    Evertything Nice I just looked at your picture full size and holy crap! do you know you forgot your shirt?

    Sass, you don’t need me to tell you that you are h…oops that came close to being a hit

    Comment by Mike — January 17, 2006 @ 6:02 pm | Reply

  49. *watches blood run down mike’s chin*

    um… ew?

    bubbles likes to shock

    girls ALWAYS need to be told that they’re whatever… cause they hardly ever believe it.

    i don’t hit … i keep telling you people :)

    Comment by sassinak — January 17, 2006 @ 11:30 pm | Reply

  50. Oh sometimes when I’m being cryptic it can get messed up.

    just ignore the sentence about the hit, you misunderstood, I wasn’t suggesting you were hitting on me.

    Looking at it, I realize it wasn’t crafted very well.

    Comment by Mike — January 17, 2006 @ 11:44 pm | Reply

  51. i wasn’t suggesting i/you were hitting on anyone… i was having fun with the whole ‘hit me’ thing people are always doing.. :)

    Comment by sassinak — January 18, 2006 @ 12:13 am | Reply

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