Ah well.

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Just like I was going to be quiet, and just like I was going to get things done today, I am not doing either. It seems I have plum run out of gas and willpower at the same time. Shoot me, sue me, but "deal".

I could not get to bed until very late and I could not wake up until mid-afternoon. Why? If I knew this and had a means of adjusting it I wouldn't be writing because I would be too busy figuring out the next tech advance, factory design, or firearm design to come down the pike. Or even out checking for game herds, for hunting and camping season. I wouldn't be sitting here writing foolish notes about the progress of a cripple. *boo hoo* As my mothers would all have said. Well, on the bright side, no one can deny vast improvements in the last few years, even with the extreme illness this last winter/spring.

That bit of biking is helping quite a bit. I have been physically tightening these last years, as I do more than sit. I have been continually doing more. First just leaving the house more often, more regularly, and keeping appointments. I have been gaining access, for the most part, to full days. And finally I am beginning to do actual activity that is designed specifically for getting fitter, gaining stamina, and all that.

I think what I am going to try and do is spend a week on the bike, then the next week taking hikes. Switching between the two will give my muscles a chance to be worked, well rested, then worked again. After I gain a little wiggle room, then add weights perhaps twice a week. While taking Ritalin, I was able to do straight weights and swimming both, and three times a week, my current (even if vastly improved) condition does not allow for those kinds of workouts. Au natural is not enough for that much, at least not yet. To that end, I will ride my bike again today, and maybe Saturday. And, I would like to get my weight bench set up. Next week will be a week of hikes, perhaps three minor hikes, just to see where I am. My pack, hat, and boots are finally ready to take the first steps into that new territory. Damn but it is delicious.

Today? A bike ride, a bit more work on the wood, dishes, and perhaps bedding through the laundry. Not much time for much more, and nothing outside until it cools a bit. I should have seen the exhaustion coming but I was so busy running for the goal line, this time, that I didn't see the snag wire. It has been two weeks of fine effort. And while I have been running out of gas toward the end of the weeks, I just haven't been quitting even if sometimes that ends my actual success.

Run, Forest, run! Why did you yell that to me while I was headed for a brick wall? :p

Oh, stolen from Interested-Participant, something to... add a little song to your life.


Have a great day.