I have officially started my Iron-distance build phase and I’m not gonna lie, it scares the living bejesus outta me.  This morning already I have successfully completed a 3750m strength workout in the pool (sans HRH) and I’m hitting the heavy iron this evening before my Masters Spin class, meaning that I only have my daily core workout (Day 101) to accomplish in the meantime.  This afternoon’s mat routine then is set to the ‘Misterioso (Recorded on Tour)‘  album by Thelonius Monk.


By the time of its recording in 1958, the pianist and bandleader had overcome an extended period of career difficulties, including the loss of his cabaret card.  After a six-month residency at the New York City’s Five Spot Café in 1957, he returned the following year for a second stint (the first being the similarly brilliant ‘Thelonious in Action‘) with his quartet, featuring drummer Roy Haynes, bassist Ahmed Abdul-Malik, and tenor saxophonist Johnny Griffin.

This, however, is not that album.

This is an album that captures performances from that previous album as performed live (between 1963-1965) at various locations around the world including the The Village Gate (New York), Brandeis University (Boston), Newport Jazz Festival (Rhode Island), the Jazz Workshop (San Francisco) and some place in Tokyo, Japan.

It was released much later in 1968.

It feels like the kind of performance you might stumble across in the wee small hours in a Las Vegas casino lounge, shrouded in smoke, with those small round tables punctuating the awfully tacky design of the carpet, and what looks like mafia bosses and goons shaking hands and whispering orders and deals into each other’s ears whilst the women look on at the band, feigning ignorance to their spouse’s dirty dealings and clapping politely when the band finish each number.

Whatever it is you’re envisioning going on here, lest it be said that it’s a nice and mellow listen while doing my 16 minute core program – serene even.  So I may as well enjoy it, because for the next 8-10 weeks or so, this is about the only “enjoyable” or “serene” time I’m likely to get while working out.


About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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