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Part of the difficulty with work is that I can only work in small little packages. Eating, I have woefully come to realize, is another form of work. It uses scant energy, even if to produce fuel. If an effort is made to reduce the demands of that process then I end up short of fuel. While work can be done with insufficiency, I am already running a twenty to thirty percent caloric deficit. Trying to swing more gets dirty and failure in much decreased runtimes and recovery rates ensures.
So, eating has to occur, in sufficient volumes to consider even it work, on top of 'real work'. Yeah. However, in spite of that, I worked rather well yesterday. Three hours and change, not including meals. I really cleared a few areas. Even straightening a food cupboard. I liked that. However, I think I will make my side effort doing dishes, then go back to a cupboard every other day. That way I can wash the cupboards as I go.
Anyway. Today is back to the room, and of course dishes. The rest of laundry, setting aside clothes for the ragbag, and sifting and tossing on the side. Increments seem to be thirty minutes to an hour with an hour or two down. Perhaps that ratio will improve in time, if only over stretches of time, probably long stretches.
I was quite surprised waking occurred so, relatively, early. Bedtime was shortly after 7:00, waking at noon thirty or a bit earlier. I didn't believe I would wake well or early, this early. Not only awake incredibly early but in good spirits and form to hit it in a few hours.
Fasting blood sugar is a comparative dream at 145, a sixteen point drop from yesterday, and the first sub-150 fasting read. There is something good about sub-200 fasting reads, for the ego. But there is something biomechanically significant about sub-150 fasting readings. My insulin reception, reaction to occasional carb spikes, and general feel all becomes different. I am back in the healthy zone. Now to get fasting to sub-100, then eat to keep it there. Insulin shots? Yes, but down to 6 cc's, 4 cc's if... I'll be proceeding with caution. Blood sugars aren't slipping down, they are cratering.
A nice morning. I am excited to get started in a couple hours. Oh, if clothes get managed, and dishes started, then boxes can begin being broken down. I have a bunch to bust all lined up. Yeah, that will make a huge difference. It definitely boosts the ego and drive to see swathes of area cleared. So much easier to push on. A trick is to hit big things, then clear a smaller flat surface, mix and match, to get the boost without requiring huge energy dumps for every ego bump or impetus boost.
My mother called. I'll see if she is around. Later.
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