Friday, March 22, 2013

Awake and ready, I do believe.

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Waking at 5:30, and no, I can't remember when I went to bed though I think it was around 2:30?  I set the alarms for 8:00 (by the bed) and 9:00 (where I would have to get out of bed).  At this time I have no idea how much sleep will be required or even if the alarms will help.  Sleep cycle management, currently, is simply setting goals and guesstimating.  Apparently the quick-fire double sleep cycle yesterday did the job and last night I just needed an extended nap.  Swimming looks like it's on.  I left the 9:00 alarm live, to give me that boost to take a shower so as to have time to air dry then be to the pool at a more reasoned time.

I plan on calling my friend when I get out of the pool.  I have a movie though I am not sure he wants to watch movies.  I'll see if he wants a visit, or needs to shop, or whatever.  I meant to call him last night but sometimes, things just slip my mind.  I do the best that I can do.  I am a bit limited often.  I am feeling great about getting back into the pool though.  The music helps a bunch, but I was pulling a pretty mean stroke, all else as givens, before it though too.  Actually, if the music does something, it shortens my rests.  It does what the false hype of stretching is supposed to do... it gets me ready to hit it.  Hmm, I have never tried my pulse monitor watch.  I might give that a go today.  Though, if what they say is right about one of my medications, my pulse won't rise as it would normally.  So I am not sure how much I can use it.  Then again, if I can get some difference going, perhaps I could just flatten the bell curve and attempt to guesstimate target ranges for the various wants?  Something new to tinker with I suppose.  Meh, maybe not that today...  Soon though.

I love it when I have a plan, with little goals between to be hit first.  I am amazed to be still swimming.  My guess is you are at least surprised?  Everything else might be falling down around my ears, but, like that is ever going to change?  Or at least some things have to get worse before they can get better... if I still think everything else would be falling down with or without swimming.  The only difference is I wouldn't be giving my heart a greater shot at improvement.

After some other breakfast bars proved disastrous to my diabetes, I decided to give Clif bars a shot.  They are some of the worst tasting things I have ever eaten.  I don't know what granola eating Chumley thinks this stuff is great?  Or is it that for the new and hip secular crowd easting this crap serves as penance to Gaia?  All I know for sure?  For me, after I finish this, to the best of my ability, I will not be buying more.  I saw something suggested by a woman type blogger I read, and I have it bookmaked somewhere...  But it is so expensive, at $30 for 12 bars.  I'm just not sure that I can do that.  Saw someone adverting for some other stuff at Vox's, while "organic" it might be worth a shot, but the same problem.  At that price I just can't really keep up with that.  Yes, I am on a budget.  I have, at this time, between $500 and $600 a month for everything over static bills, at best, somehow.  And I need to save a bit for my mother's visit and Burning Man.  Gah!  I'm going to have to look things over.  Have I spent and just not noticed?  Ah, right, swimming is killing my budget.  There is the financial leak.  Anyway...

Later. 

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