I brought a blood pressure monitor because I am obsessed with health monitoring. My blood pressure is pretty damn good.

On the other hand my pulse rate is generally pretty high like 70-80. I want it to be 60. I guess the answer is more cardio.





Surprisingly, it appears that physical labor and excerise have almost no effect. It tried lifting weights and exercising and it only went up a few points. You can tell I was exercising at the time based on my pulserate. I was even dancing to happy hard core and then listening to gabber when I took the measurement.

This is so much meat but its so tasty. I feel like it will lead to a heart attack this year.

On Friday night we went dancing at Toro for (e:Joe)'s friends birthdays after the Rochester party was canceled. Toro just isn't my scene. It felt like a long island dude bro fest and I wasn't wearing a gold chain.

I can't believe I will be 37 this week. It seems like just yesterday that I was 17. Last night we went out with some friends for their birthday at Toro. The bouncer thought I had fake ID because he didn't think I looked like I was born in 77. He ended it with, "good for you man." That felt good.

The other day I let the fuel get real low because I was in a hurry. I never let it go down that low. When I filled it up it was more than 14 gallons. Must be a 15 gallon tank.