Just another Saturday.

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Yesterday was a great day with a hard ending.  I couldn't get to bed, then had trouble sleeping.  I think I am pushing things with music and twice a week swimming.  And yet I plan to continue doing so.  Especially after reaching for my wallet and feeling solidifying man buns, the only ones I ever hope to feel.  I haven't had them for decades.  I would welcome them back with open arms, if that were possible, save in the pool.  A rough night of sleep is worth the effort.  I think that will come and go, with or without swimming, anyway.

Today was pretty much a day off.  Tomorrow will be the same, mostly.  I hope to get some work in the house started, or even finished, and prep for a more intense house cleaning this coming week.  I want my kitchen back, at least, in order to cook some of the pork!  I am meat hungry and ready to dig in.  Bacon, sausage, ribs, chops...  Breaded or fried or even steamed, served hot in any case, with this or that on the side.  Hungry.

I keep seeing my body improve somewhere I hadn't noticed before.  Muscles expanding, having a chest that clearly sticks out, having a very noticeable male looking physique, more solid legs, and now the beginnings of a real butt.  A little over a month and...  I can only imagine what a year, and throwing in weights too, will do.  I hit things hard.  I have a great capacity to push the limits, if I can get to the polls.  If I had best... be a little cautious.  Chomping on the bit still, but no longer kicking at the stable door.  I am out, running.  How far can I go though?  How fast?  I need straight weights as soon as possible.  I have some doctor appointments coming up.  I will check again then.  While not ready, strength and fitness wise, I wouldn't mind having the approval ahead of time... so I can ease into it.  My goals are 3 miles an hour swimming for an hour three days a week, and four hundred pound bench presses along with a rounded out similar straight weight regimen for the other lifts.   I actually think that is possible.  That will do what the medicines can't, actually possibly cure my heart.

Hmm, I need to get something to eat.  Hungry doesn't describe what I am feeling but it's close enough.  Good night.