That helped.

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Actually I did a couple of things.  I suspected, having waken that early, that a nap would be in order.  I dragged it out until 11:00.  Something about not just giving in along with napping at just the right time in the stretch of the day, combined, makes a nap a success.  There are various types of failures.  If I sleep as soon as I am inclined to nap, I then never feel rested and could further nap longer, completely destroying my schedule.  If I nap too late, the nap can turn into a full sleep cycle, again, throwing everything off.  That is why I wait, keep it short to include setting an alarm, and try to wake when I rise, whatever it takes.  I am finally to the point where a nap at 11:00 will see me to a two hour sleep and an easy wake.  It also, usually, vastly improves the rest of my day.

The other thing I noted was that I am cold.  My feet, and before I turned up the heat, my hands, and right to my skin and seemingly my bones.  Cold.  I turned the heat up to 76.  And, while that helps a bit, I just can't shake the chill.  The sun is out, the curtains open, but not even that is helping all that much, if there is some overcast dimming the sun just a bit.  Usually on days like this, though, it is enough.  Not today.  I don't know if humidity is playing it's part, if my body is just worn down and not circulating blood as well as it could, there is some other medical issue at play, or what.  I will be taking a shower in a bit, which might help, especially with the furnace so high.  Some days though this old house just IS cold.  Certain combinations of temp, wind direction, humidity, barometric pressure, or such combine to steal the heat out of here, I think.  I haven't figured it out, yet, exactly...  I might have to start taking notes so that I can see if there is something particular to the house or myself which would give me a better understanding of things.

A shower, I think, first.  Well, perhaps I will soak the dishes first, then take a shower.  After that, and a small rest, I will hook up the ceiling light in the back room, fold the last of the clothes, then do the dishes.  And later tonight I would like to boil eggs, and clean up after that, minor as it is, for a clean kitchen start to the week.  I should reset my gym bag, as well.  Without needing to take my beach towel, and through other considerations and reconsiderations, I finally know what I want in my gym bag.  It seems a simple thing, but with various changes in what I want to do, such as swimming and now cycling, some things had to be weighted against others, some things had to find space, and other things simply had to be removed.  I have never, to date, had exactly what I wanted and needed when at the gym.  Then again, my bag is smaller, I am not the most organized (although I am beginning to question that, leaning more toward the fact that I don't have to energy to organize?), and it has been a very long time since I created kit for various objectives at the gym.  The last time I went swimming that was the sum of what I did.  The time before that I was still in the Navy.

Swimming, and Mass, tomorrow.  A half dozen eggs for afterward.  Shopping for a refrigerator light after all that.  And then home.  My guess is I will be quite done by then.  Then to reset for Wednesday, then Friday.  I am hoping, at some point, this will become so natural that it will be odd not to do it and perhaps I can get to the point where I can load other work on top of it without risk.  I do think, though, that at certain points I may have to take a week off, as my body builds.  Perhaps it is because of the heart or because I am so out of shape, but when my body tries to shift up beyond a certain point in growth, there is no way for it to do so.  It simply runs out of room for expansion for a while, and becomes exhausted while doing it.  I am hoping I can expand how long and how much I can grow before needing that break.  But I am sure that was a part of it, and possibly why I began to blank on things, like medicine.

All good.  At least I don't think it broke me, this time, for too long anyway.  Well, a shower I do believe.  Good day.