I can print images with a USB cable but that requires me actually sitting right next to the printer, and that's not something I always want to do. Especially since the machine is advertised as being WiFi accessible. Eventually, I get a dialogue window asking me for the printer password. Uh, since when do home printers have or need passwords?
I put a call into the Canon service center, and after a good long (20 minute) wait with peppy piped-in Muzak, I get an actual tech on the phone. Who then walks me through the process of getting my printer recognized on our home WiFi system. That takes another 90 minutes. The tech tells me that I'm not the first person to call with this issue, especially since there is nothing documented about this included with the device. But apparently, a few years ago a law was passed that required manufacturers of WiFi connected devices to have randomly generated passwords. I had no idea!
Used to be you could enter the device's serial number as a password, but now it's a complete unknown, unless you know the secret number of taps to use on the WiFi button. Then the printer takes a few minutes and eventually prints out a sheet of info with the super secret password at the very bottom. Jeeze, you'd think this was an issue of national security. There's literally no documentation to tell the average consumer how to access this. You NEED to contact tech support. Or be satisfied with a hard-wired USB cable.
I get to the gym later than I'd like, but earlier than Monday. Today was a cardio day and I had access to all the machines I like to use. I saw a lot of regulars, people I haven't seen in a long time because they normally come earlier in the day. While my time on the elliptical wasn't quite as good as Monday, it's still over 2.8. Pull-ups were good this week for the first two sets. I didn't push it for the 3rd set and was satisfied with 15 reps. Cuz, I was really truly tired by then.
What's surprising is that I'm not sore at all from all those push-ups on Monday. Nope. Not even a little bit. Maybe, if I really pushed and made it to 75, I'd probably be sore. But I'm not supposed to be doing stressful movements like that, according to my glaucoma doc. So I guess not. I was so tired that I started to lose count when doing my standard push-ups. I think I got to 30 but I'm not sure. I got to a point, spaced out and started again and got to 10. So ten plus where ever the hell I was. Maybe 15, maybe 20. I don't remember. Ugh.
After air squats, I decided to see if I could still do side lunges. It's a staple stretch and it's been a long time. As long as it didn't aggravate my sciatica I'm okay with it. The knees were a bit stiff but in general it was an okay movement and nothing hurt when I did them. Tomorrow I'll find out whether there's any repercussions.
At home, I dug out my BB collars and tossed them into my gear bag, just in case. They're more bulky than heavy, unlike a spring collar. But at least I can secure plates to a bar should the one I want to use be unavailable. Always best to be prepared. Being an Eagle Scout mom has left its mark.