Avatarized
I don’t actually think that’s a real word.
Anyway, I booted up the 360 this morning to see what the “New Xbox Experience” was all about, and managed to be the first person on my friends list* to whip up an avatar, which I will share with you because
a) I’m narcissistic.**
b) It reminds me of the good old days, when I had more hair.
* Only 13 people long, so this really isn’t much of an achievement.
** While “Avatarized” isn’t a real word, this one is. I had to look up how to spell it, mind you.
Back on the bike…
BMI is an annoyingly arbitrary scale with plenty of room for exceptions; it doesn’t take into account things like body type or muscle mass when assigning you to “healthy” or “overweight.”
But, it is awfully convenient, even when it’s saying things I’d rather not hear.
As an example, I’m 6′1″. If I’m 189 pounds or over, I’m overweight.
For the last couple of weeks, I’ve been seeing numbers in the 191-192 range in the morning. It’s been a little too consistent to blame it on a temporary fluctuation, and I haven’t been able to get back to normal just by being careful about what I’m eating.
From previous experience, I need to kick my metabolism back into gear, and once it’s going again I’ll be able to manage my weight just by moderating food intake. Unfortunately, that’s the part that means I need to actually do some work. 
So, last night, I queued up a half hour of Caramelldansen remixes on my mp3 player and got on the sole exercise bike in our apartment complex’s exercise room, fully expecting to wake up in agony this morning.
And, yes, there is some agony.
The thing I can’t quite explain is why it’s my arms that are killing me, while my legs are just fine.
About
About the author:
I’m a married 30-odd-year-old fanboy, college student, and software QA guy, mostly recovered from an 8-year long Everquest addiction and trying to catch up on the last decade of videogames as a result.
I’m working towards a BA in Japanese and hope to be done by 2011.
This blog contains an awful lot of posts about games as I finish them, occasional rants about keeping in shape, the odd bit of bitching about the antics of the instructors and students I cross paths with, and every once in a while a post or two related to weird things I’ve seen while traveling.
Oh, and the occasional post about videogame girls in glasses because I like making my wife roll her eyes and shake her head at me.
