Everyone at the gym is talking about their Jackie times and why should I be any different. In my class, I was only beat by three people, one who is 15 years younger than me and competes in the Crossfit games, one who is 17 years younger than me, and one who is 20 years younger than me. I could have done better (though not faster than them) if I hadn’t hurt my knees doing proper, deep, front squats of 180lbs beforehand. I doubt anyone else stopped in the middle of their thrusters to stretch out their quads, hoping that would minimize their knee pain. In any case, Jackie is:

• Row 1000m
• 50 thrusters (squat to press) of 45lb
• 30 pullups

My time was 9:42, which is probably two minutes faster than my best time. I usually suck at the thrusters, and I’m getting better. If it wasn’t for the knee pain (which reminds me of how I felt when I was training for the marathon) I probably could have done a little bit better. Whatever.

So, I think my New Years Resolutions are shot to hell. I think I should just do whatever makes me happy. For example, my new drawer pulls make me happy, even though I haven’t put anything in the drawers yet. The thought of buying iLife ’09 tomorrow makes me happy. And I just realized that I have some work to do tonight, something that doesn’t make me happy, but something I better get to before it gets too late.

Honestly, I make a pretty crappy hedonist. Maybe I should take lessons from our depraved mayor.