Beat up, tired, a headache, and such, but...

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...it's all good. After working out yesterday, then not being able to sleep, then going shooting and driving for 7 hours this afternoon, I am beyond bushed. I probably could not drink enough water, though I tried. And I had no salt. I started eating calamata olives, after getting home, showering, trying to rest while being ill from the heat and strain, to get up knowing I needed to do something and because I was so hot. And though I finished them, the brine juice was twice as interesting. I am trying to add more water with it, but after the fact is a bit late, let me tell you. My muscles all ache, my headache is grand, and I am a bit nauseated. I already went through dizziness, and yeah, D.C. was right on the money. I did not think we would be out that long, it was hotter than even usual, and with no sleep last night, I was caught full blast in dehydration.

I went to bed at 20:00 only to wake at 22:00. The cave got hot, or my body needed salt and water, or something. So, I got up and am tending that before going back to bed. Another pint of water or two, and finishing the brine, and I will hope to sleep more. I took a shower when I got back, but may need another. It is like the flu, in ways.

But I got out, shot a lot of rounds, shot a .357 2 1/2 barreled revolver, both our .45s as it ends up, my .22 pistol and rifle, and saw an overlook of Bear Lake. My .22 rifle needs work, but the .22 pistol is dead on. Wow does it get hot out here, the effects are magnified when sleep is not to be had.

Well, back to (sick) bed for me. Good night.

Update: No good night (of sleep) for me. However, everything else has normalized, for the most part. The few remaining symptoms are in serious retreat. It is still a bit warm to sleep, though I rest when I can. That salt really helped. Either I have an amazing system, which came back by using salt far after the fact, or everybody is like that. With that salt, a half gallon of water, a shower, and a short nap, I am almost completely recovered. I am a bit tired, but then after two days up, dehydration, and a lot of work, I think that is perfectly fair.

In my search for humidifiers, I see both a bit of hope and a bit of remorse. For the thing to work, the house has to be closed off. Which means I would have to run the A/C, which itself does no good when I seem to need it most. I wonder if the A/C's thermostat senses the outside air and does less cooling rather than sensing the inside air and going off that? Something is wrong when an A/C cannot cool colder than the outside air on a cool night. There should be no competition.

Then again, I am trying to go native and be a bit more rugged by living more humbly. Though water was good, I can only drink so much of the plain stuff. So, I have set about making a gallon of tea. With a few options in what to drink, I can drink much more fluid. Milk even has two features, it gets me fluid and acts like a meal, all in one. Juices I can cut with water, about 50/50, both to reduce costs and because straight juice seems to take more water out in processing than it puts back. But that split gives me both a bit of flavor and a bit of hydration.

I swear, this might kill me. But as I said, I came here to live or die. I would rather die trying to live than to simply roll over. I know, I quit often. Or seem to. I retreat and take stock, then try it again. Engineering school has seemed like the real monster, but I know I can get through if all the right pieces are in play. And more, I want to get through. And working out, it seems like I have quit. And when I say that though I thought I could do 100 benches a day, with barbells up to a similar number, I find that I am wrong. It seems like I may be quitting, but I am not. I am reassessing. I think I will have to go every other day with that. What do I know? I know, even half or possibly mostly dead, I am still hanging on and trying to climb that rope. To where? Does anybody know? It is there so I climb, or try. I guess I am not so dead after all, just "mostly dead".

I do not know how often my friend will want to go out shooting. I think I, however, will make it a twice weekly event, or that is the plan (and you know how plans often go). I need to work on the .22 rifle. I will just have to lie down, or create a bench rest, or something. It is a heavy rifle, with a full length target barrel and heavy stock. I think, once I get in shape or when I am not so tired I will be able to hunt with it. But sighting it in, then believing in it first, are what it will take to do so. Plus, just getting out, being in the heat, walking, hiking, and exploring will help.

I am sorry to blog so much, but with no sleep to be had, and being that it is so late so that I can do no other business or activities, and with my mind rolling around in my sweltering head, this is what I can do and so I do it. Even if it is not technically private, I am sure much of this is boring and more information than you ever wanted to know. Well, too late. :p

Till tomorrow, I hope. Maybe I will skip a day? For now, I doubt that. Until I can acclimate and be gone, this is one of my releases. Anyway, good night and fare thee well.