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I really suck at blogging these days, and it's because I'm still trying to piece together my life after going back to working (almost) full time. Slowly but surely I'm getting more and more stuff done during the hours I'm not at work and not asleep, and soon I hope "blogging" will have high enough priority to be put back into the regular circulation. Until then I'm afraid you're just going to have to live with these sparse updates. My apologies.
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My weight loss really isn't going well. I've lost maybe 2 pounds so far which is a far cry from my target line. Still, I'm eating healthily, I'm getting a decent amount of exercise for the first time in a long while - I've picked up playing squash, and try to do it twice a week, plus I walk or ride my bike to and from work - and I'm generally feeling pretty good about my health. It's not like I'm morbidly obese or anything like that, either, so the weight loss isn't an urgent matter, but I'd still like to step it up a notch. The very first thing to do to get back on the ball is to quit eating these late night snacks. I just can't sleep when I'm hungry, and so I end up in deciding between sleep and diet. And when you're already short on hours in the day to do all the things you want to do, you - or I - go with sleep. I'm now trying to arrange for BETTER snacks since it appears impossible for me to do away with them altogether. Wish me luck on that.
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Speaking of diet and health, I feel I should make a few follow-up comments on the whole vegetarian thingy: What I'm first and foremost giving up is mammals, because I believe they have the largest capacity to suffer and so cutting mammals from my diet should therefore be the most bang for the buck in terms of reducing the amount of animal suffering caused on my behalf. That said, since it's suffering I wish to reduce, I probably will give up chicken and fish eventually. But not yet. I have to start somewhere and this seemed like a good place.
Now, to be even more specific, what I'm giving up is factory farmed meat. I see no reason at this point, however, to give up wild game. I mean, I'm attempting to reduce suffering and one might say "yeah, like getting shot is a nice experience for the deer" but, see, I challenge you to come up with a nicer way for the deer to die. Arguably Bambi doesn't get to live a full life because some hunter came in his (her? I was never sure) way and ended it prematurely, but I don't believe eating wild game makes me a hypocrit. Not that I eat a lot of it, but it's one of those things I won't say no to on principle.
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I guess I have to write something poker-related, too. Well, I'm playing more than I have in quite awhile. I've decided that with my life the way it is right now I simply don't have the luxury to play when I'm feeling my best, because I'm never feeling my best at any time in the day when I also have time to play poker. So it stands between "playing when I'm a bit tired" and "not playing at all" and while the former makes my win-rate take a hit, the latter makes it theoretically impossible to win any money at all. So I've taken up playing for about an hour after getting Bennie asleep at night, and it's working out alright. Games are pretty good at Party at that time, and my results are more than pleasing. Since August 1st (which is also when I moved back up to 2/4 and 3/6), I'm averaging almost exactly 50c/hand, which is pretty cool.
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I'm going to try to make the next blog a strategy post. Hopefully out before December.
4 comments:
It feels a bit strange having this discussion on a poker blog but what the hell!
As someone that will eat anything and everything, I'm in no position to pass judgement, but I don't get the rationale for continuing to eat wild game.
For some animals, being shot can be a quick way to go but for others, depending on where they're shot, it can surely lead to a long, painful death, no?
Well, yeah, some of them will inevitably die a slow painful death. I mean, a moose that gets wounded but doesn't die immediately and manages to run away and the hunter(s) don't find it, will slowly bleed to death. Probably not a great way to die.
But on average, getting killed by a hunter is (or so I imagine) much, much better than any other way a moose could die. Starvation, freezing to death, killed by wolves, etc. Even roadkill is probably worse than being shot because when a moose gets hit by a car, they're typically large enough to survive the impact and have to wait for police to arrive to put it down.
And, most importantly, my beef (see what I did there?) with eating meat in general is the way the animals get treated in LIFE, not with how they die. I'm not a fan of slaughter houses by any means, but it's how they spend the time before they're slaughtered that I really don't like. And there, I certainly don't feel sorry for wild game. :)
What about roadkill?
Ok, you make some good points...
And now I feel little guilty that I'm reading this right after my roast chicken lunch...
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