​What a weird week.  My gym moved a decent part of its equipment outside because that’s the only for them to stay open in my county under Governor Newsom’s increasingly quixotic Covid-19 diktats.  The forecast was morning lows in the mid 50s.  It was actually in the mid 40s.  

​This turned out to be a win–some–lose–some proposition. Warming up was harder and I gave it more time. (I’m increasingly wistful for my youth.)  Once I was working out, it was easy not getting overheated.  There wasn’t any water service (i.e. water fountain) outside so bringing my own was essential.  I tend to drink a lot of water while working out but at these temps it was not a big deal.

I will admit not being able to go into my gym is a mental impediment.  It’s physically not the same as working out at home but mentally it’s not the same as going to the gym.  I wimped out one morning when I was tired, it was cold, and I rationalized getting another hour of sleep.  I’m going to say three Saint Goggins and get back to it this week.

I am concerned about what will happen during the next two to three months.  The testing rate in my county is up.  I’m agnostic about whether that is good or bad.  I’m fairly well convinced it has contributed to our increased case rate.  We are getting a higher percentage of positive tests but the hospitalization rate has barely moved and the death rate continues to fall.  But my governor doesn’t care about SCIENCE!  Under the current edict, until my county gets back to a positivity rate below 5% and stays there for three weeks, we stay in the purple (i.e. highest) tier.

This is the time of year we get 40 and even 50–degree temperature swings.  Mornings can be in the high 30s and low 40s with daytime highs in the high 80s to low 90s.  In another month or so we enter our rainy season.  I’m not lifting weights in the rain.  I’m not entirely sure how much I will be willing to lift when its in the 30s. This is all uncharted territory.  I may need to reread Saint Goggins so I can suck it up.

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​Halloween was way too quiet this year.  We had only a handful of trick or treaters.  Thanks goodness there are some parents who realize their grade school children are not at mortal risk by dressing up and walking around outside.  I was delighted not to see a single mask that wasn’t a Halloween mask.

I wasn’t around yesterday to engage in what I assume was a raging a debate about the best Halloween song.  Here are the best Halloween and/or Halloween appropriate songs in order:

1. Black Sabbath

2. Black No. 1
3. Bela Lugosi’s Dead
4. Black Sabbath (From The Satanic Perspective)
5. Shout at the Devil (Pssssst. It’s not a great Halloween song but it makes Mojo happy)

Talking music without MikeS seems wrong somehow.  Can one of you Minnesota Glibs give him a poke?  I mean a hard enough one to get him to comment.