You just have to find something to watch on a tablet or phone - it’s been getting me through cardio sessions.
Also great time to listen to podcasts.
My current protocol requires a 2 mile walk every day. It’s been a good time to just take in life.
I simply won’t do LISS indoors. I’ve tried and failed enough times to know I’m better off with a rain jacket and boots and taking the dog for a romp through the woods.
I listen to podcasts.
Last week during class my professor had to leave early because his wife was in a car accident.
Today (10 min ago) I asked if his wife was feeling okay, he said “Not really” then he said in addition his wife’s mother passed away.
Now I feel like a dick, I should have just not asked ![]()
Its ok to express concern, but like any question, try to form it to avoid No.
Like “How is your wife recovering?” which opens the subject up to the discretion of the person being asked.
I’ve found that if I ask “how is your day going?” vs “how are you?”, I get a lot more out of people.
Interesting how just a small change in the question gets people to tell you more about them.
Lol, I have a sailor who whenever someone says hello to him in passing, he will just blurt a random question. It is one of the funniest things in the world to watch. This super Junior kid will be walking down the hallway, some senior guy walks bye and just says “good morning”, and without missing a beat he will shoot back “what’s your favorite color?”
I’ve more than once seen people stop dead in their tracks. Not even respond, just pausing to try to figure out how the conversation led there lol.
I like to avoid putting any responsibility whatsoever on the person I’m concerned about if we’re not close enough for me to expect an update, e.g. “I hope things are going okay. You’re in my thoughts.”
People I know well enough I just ask “How’s Jane doing?”
But that’s not why I’m here. Why I’m here is that I have a confession. Earlier this week I had a dream about, of all the crazy things, Professor X, who came to my house (but not my real house) for reasons I can’t remember, but he was unexpected. In the dream I was thrown at first - he’s an intimidating character, and I definitely ruffled him back in the day. But it went really well! He was older (he really didn’t look anything like himself) and fairly mellow, and I was not self-conscious about my training at all. I just felt really confident and good, and he was a pleasant there-to-do-whatever-he-was-there-to-do guy.
I assume it’s because there was a conversation about him in the Classic Characters thread, but I read that conversation weeks ago, so I was a bit surprised by the dream. When I woke up and thought it all over, I was a little sad that it couldn’t have been a different one of you, but I guess that’s how the protein bar crumbles.
I confess that it spurred an assessment of where I am in terms of my diet and workouts, and I was very pleased with my conclusions. I’m not lifting weights at all currently because of upper body stuff I’m afraid to irritate, but I am doing resistance bands and body weight stuff. I’d like to return to strength training, but I’m going to wait until I have time to access a gym and someone to help me with my form and shoulder/back/neck issues.
Meanwhile, I’ve gotten back together with my treadmill and rower after an almost 2 year break, and am enjoying joyous enthusiasm for my workouts. It’s nice. (Prof X is pleased, too, haha.) I know it’ll pass eventually, but being dialed into it all just feels so good while it lasts.
I have goofy dreams all the time about a whole slew of people here, probably from reading the forums & logs when I can’t sleep.
The wierdness is that some people are represented by their avatars and others are some strange combination of characteristics just pulled from
.
Pwn is always smiling.
Loppar is Nicola Tesla
Anna is always eating
Dagill is a British actor whos name I cant recall/interchangeable with Pete Townsend
And various others.
You are represented by Carly Simon and Taylor Swift, which changes back & forth randomly.
And the situations run the gamut from the St. Patricks day parade to lifting on my porch.
I am “enjoying” real analysis, but it gets a bit ridiculous sometimes
the proof that “if you split a rectangle into small rectangles, the area of the big rectangle is the sum of the area of the small rectangles” takes 2 pages
On monday, we prove that “the area under the curve of a function can be expressed as the sum of shrinking rectangles (reimann integrable) if and only if the area under the curve can be expressed as a larger rectangle”
So no imaginary or negative numbers?
Easy by comparison, especially when half the time you throw the imaginary portion of an imaginary number out….
I confess reading this made my brain hurt.
Hence the name- Real Analysis?
I ask because I only touched on this in a class I took, but not in depth. I remember almost everybody got it wrong though because they answered something like +/- [ i(n)X^½] and didn’t discard the negative portion of a problem involving real objects.
They were so focused on solving it that they forgot about that part.
Complex analysis is a bitch.
A friend js trying to coax me into studying it
Peer pressure has certainly changed since I was an undergrad
The people I surround myself with are… different….
Great thing about uni is that there are ppl who have the same values as me.
I confess I find interactions with people who have different values than me to be more rewarding—they challenge me to be better.


