Friday, June 03, 2005

When Effort Goes Too Far

The purpose of weight lifting is to develop muscle mass and build strength, right? More specifically, weight machines can help people isolate certain muscles and (ideally) develop them with smooth, controlled motions.

Apparently there is a guy at my gym who doesn't understand the latter half of this. While most people occasionally look a little strange when they're working out (myself included), this guy takes it to a whole new level. Think of a leg curl machine like this. Instead of merely curling his legs, this guy gets his whole body into the motion. He lifts up his head and arms, then slams them down onto the table/machine in an effort to gather momentum for his legs. It looks ridiculous and you can hear it across the gym.

That's it. No profound message...just people looking silly.

Thursday, June 02, 2005

Time Management

Certain people at work don't seem to communicate very well, especially the managers. At first, my schedule this week looked something like this:

South Dakota project - 50% of time
Delaware project - 50 of time
Ohio project - 75% of time
California project - 75% of time

Hmmm. That's 250% for the week. Recognizing that this would be quite difficult, I politely sought out each of my bosses/managers and explained that I couldn't actually work 20 hours per day. They agreed that I'd been given too many tasks on some projects and that things were certainly more flexible that that.

After consulting with each other, the four different managers indicated that I should spend my time this way:

South Dakota project - 50% of time
Delaware project - 50 of time
Ohio project - 75% of time
California project - 75% of time

Yup. Same thing. With my 17-hour workday today, that sounds about right. Keep in mind, I should have seen this coming about a month ago (oh, wait, I did). It won't be the end of the world when things don't get done, but they won't be happy.

For the next 5 hours, my schedule is as follows:

Sleep -- 100%

Much better. :-)

Mood: Overwhelmed. (Really?)
Song: Jimmy Eat World, "Pain"