Still on the edge.

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I have pushed too far.  As I mentioned, that doesn't mean I am going to stop.  I am simply going to take things a little more slowly.  I couldn't sleep until about 1:00.  I thought about setting the alarm, but with such a long "nap" yesterday but combined with overdoing things, I didn't want to over or under sleep.  I figured I would wake when it was right, which turned out to be at about 5:00.

I almost started in on housework.  That won't happen today, not as a first thing.  Instead I had breakfast and medicine, watched an episode of one of the shows I now have on tap, plus coffee.  I will be taking it easy this morning.  The only thing I want to do before heading out later in the morning is to take a shower, then bath, and get checks written out for utilities.  I found extra checks last night, but was running out of steam beyond that.  I'll write out about a year in advance, put them in an envelope, and put them in the paybox as I leave town.  I suppose I could check my mail, either as I go or more likely on my way back.

My pack is rigged to go.  I know I wanted to do some shopping, I just can't remember what I wanted.  One thing I was considering outright buying I have now decided to just make... a pole anchor.  I know what I need for that, some of it I have though too.  Fresh fruit would be good.  I have been eating one piece each day, for either breakfast of lunch.  Nothing fancy, but it works.  The rest I will need to check on previous posts and whatever I might have put in my smartphone on the list already.  Shopping will be after the hike.  Just what I can do.  I'll be back in town at least one more time this week.

I have to go a bit slower.  I don't mind pushing, but vomiting is not going to help.  Dehydration and some other things would become a problem.  I remember football camp and basketball practice for the first few weeks, as a freshman and sophomore...  By the junior and senior years, between doing my own prep for those, and perhaps being a little more mature of body, were better.  Then again, in the service.  Don't remember where or what, but yeah... I remember working to, and through, vomiting.  It's been a while since I pushed that hard.  My body wouldn't let me.  Something has changed.  Motive?  That is only a small part of it.  Something else... it's in the air?  Maybe.  But my body is in better shape.  Still, the goal isn't to keep the motor on the redline.  Nice to see I can hit it, as little as that took mind you.  But now I need to ease off to find a sustainable use rate, then keep and expand that.  A bit longer this time, a bit higher the next, just keeping it going until something cracks open or breaks, then dealing with that.

Hiking...  From near the first, hopefully to the third, dam.  And back, of course.  Then a bit of shopping.  On my way out, I will do two things... deliver utility checks and deliver a small gift.  On the way back I will check my mail.  After a good rest, maybe a nap if needed, I'll hit the kitchen a bit.  Tomorrow is a day at home.  I will hit the kitchen, and hopefully be ready to mop all the areas, put things back as it dries, and maybe hit the bench in the evening, or later at night after rest or sleep.  I will wear the weight vest for part of tomorrow. 

Who knows.  Eventually I might be able to push through full days, with just a few ethical breaks for reasonable periods.  Coughing my lungs up from the pushing.  Not sure if that is involved with vomiting or not.  Doesn't seem like it, but there are times when those seem to be connected.  It's a beautiful thing, in it's own way.  I'll check my bp in a few days, and blood sugars.  I'm curious if any of this is even having an affect, or yet.  Later.