Sunday, February 23, 2020

Lost backpack


On the way back from a little afternoon shopping trip, I got off the train at my home station and took about five steps before realizing that my backpack was gone. It didn’t have anything particularly valuable in it, but it did contain my shopping harvest and it’s a good backpack. So I turned around and jumped back on the train just before the doors closed. My backpack wasn’t there, so it had to be back at the station where I had gotten on the train, but I was currently on a train heading in the opposite direction, to a station where sometimes there are no trains for an hour or more. I was very fortunate this time though—I arrived at the station two minutes before a train that was going back in the direction from which I came. I rode this train all the way back to the shopping station and found my backpack sitting on a chair exactly as I had left it. I caught the next train back home, only having lost an hour in total.

JAPANESE
I endured an article about the corona virus and mined my vocabulary words. Nothing came to mind for writing. From today I will start writing my big paper which will include a lot of review of the concepts that I have learned, so I hope that I will be able to use what I am thinking about in that assignment.

5-MINUTE PLANK
Yesterday morning I just barely held out for 2:18. At night though, I made it to 3:00 and the alarm still wasn’t ringing too loudly—I might have been able to keep going. I suspect that caffeine might be detrimental to my endurance, so on Tuesday I’ll try doing it before breakfast.

DANCING
I danced for the first time in two weeks on Friday, and on Saturday I did squats until I got tired—usually I just do them until I get bored, which actually takes less time. On Sunday I learned that doing that many squats makes me very sore. I decided to count my walking (about thirty minutes) and bike riding (15 minutes) as my exercise.

PROGRAMMING
No progress.

BIBLE MEMORY
On Saturday I struggled with Psalm 7, but on Sunday it came to me easily and almost without errors. Psalm 8 I made it through without too many errors despite not reviewing it. Psalm 9 is the longest of the first ten Psalms at 20 verses. I read them first, but even after immediately trying to review I had a lot of trouble, as expected. Still, I think my original goal is doable.

RUBIK’S CUBE
I got a lot of practice in while I was on or waiting for the train. It was difficult to make the disciplined act of counting my moves for F2L, though. I only recorded three tries, 53, 29, and 53. Obviously the middle one was very lucky. I’ll try to do better today and record at least five.

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