just enough time to be preoccupied

Very sore today. I lifted weights yesterday morning, and then did a core routine and rode in the evening. I guess I felt guilty for not having done anything the past two days. 

I'm still struggling with the structured training. I was going back through the past couple of weeks of ride data and I think I have hit my numbers exactly once. I had been trying to target a heart rate range, but when I do that, I'm overshooting my power numbers. so I guess I will have to stick to the trainer and go by power. That works out ok I guess since it's basically rained every day this week and will continue as such. 

I found out a couple of weeks ago that Guitar center rents their lesson rooms without the lessons very cheaply. ($10 an hour) After an extended period trying to get in touch with the person in charge of them I booked one for this afternoon. I have electronic drums set up in the living room, but I've largely given up on them after playing the two shows I did in '17. 1. I was totally burnt out on playing drums and 2. the electronic drums lack the tactile feedback and inherent randomness (analogness?) of acoustic drums. I figure it will be nice just to go hit things, but maybe if I come up with anything inspired I can record it on my phone and use it to build something around. 

Speaking of songwriting, I keep meaning to lean more heavily on this collection of silly band names that I've kept for the last 3+ years. Whenever someone says something funny or particularly interesting, I record it. It started as just kind of a joke, but after reading that guided by voices book, my list is not unlike the song seeds that Bob Pollard always came up with. (additionally, a band from kalamazoo that I liked called kissmequick (and their later band, wizard attack) did this too.
Here are some recent additions:
Grown-up little league
Your dollars are under the knife
Straight up analog lunch space
The ambitious flake
Minimizing classification
The _____ of being unremarkable
The curse of always going half way
Swamp lemons
10 year olds with specialized tastes
Four year boomer ritual
Living in the laundry room

Some are a little more heady than others, but most seem interesting enough that you could build something around them. Some I remember the context that they came from, others I have no idea. There's an old one I've been working on: "harry homes for owls", that was from a conversation Helena and I had when we first started dating. We were walking to the taco shop (a Robertos, for all you San Diego folks) at dusk.. magic hour? and I was talking about how weird palm trees are up close. It's a jokey phrase, but since there's a whole scene around it, I'd really like to make it into something pseudo-romantic. ..which is really not my forte. My first attempt turned it into a tour of Bird Rock, the area that I worked in out there. Not even particularly from my point of view. And then that turned into a perspective switch to one of the neighborhood bums...

All the way from PB
to the birdrock roundabouts
walking down the street in a wet suit
eating snowcones out of a lean-to
Have you ever seen such a sea?
I've got everything I need.

smoking butts under the stairs
thinking about cashing in for a ride up to the county fair
been sweating in this blazer for the last two weeks
all i own is this backpack and these worn out 'sneaks
it's a strange life

Not very good, but starting is 90% of a thing. Ironically, the harry homes for owls line didn't even make it in.. maybe they are separate songs.