.
I am just enjoying... the music. Mostly.
But, a shower, after collecting my swimming trunks. I didn't realize I
had so many. Mostly hoping some of them fit. After the shower, I
had them ready and set them to wash. I'd like to go on down, and check
the water as it drains, but I am running out of energy.
It's... not just subjective, this time, my running out of energy. I
received a notice from my watch. It told me to take it easy. It
records "intensity minutes". It wants me to hit 150 a week. It...
suggests I have hit 204 "intensity minutes" today. So, yes. Now,
it isn't because I work all that hard? It's because my body... doesn't
do well with even a bit of work. Oh, and I didn't have the watch on
while I was working downstairs. I didn't want it to get dinged or
dented. So my heaviest workout wasn't even counted.
And, I have more yet to do. Picking up garlic at the organic store,
picking up my meat order at my regular store (and some nuts... walnuts,
pecans, almonds, if they have raw and I can afford them), and taking shirts in
to be returned. So be it. Hmm, and I do need to eat. But
what, or where? I suppose, being a good boy, I may go on back to the
Black Onion. I really do enjoy. Though, when I return, I will have
half of one of the steaks, grilled, with onion and mushroom? Something
like that.
I best get dressed. I'll check. If I ever hear the water drain
from the laundry, I'll go check. Oh... but I could run water down one of
the sinks back in the back room. That might work well. I'd find
out, without having to wait. I'd just want to pause the machine, so
there was no interference. Yes, I'll do that. Then go dress, and
get on to town.
One last thing. Blood sugar is down to 184. Very good.
Working a bit can help. Fasting helps. But... who really every
knows what caused what, when? On with the show. But... a bit more
music. Popping like popcorn, I'll tell you. Here, enjoy, even
though no one is here.
These aren't really my... thing. But they are someone's. I... don't mind. I am enjoying the show. Oh, but it is time to go.
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