But not in the good way. As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, it feels like Joe Biden has shut down the pipeline that delivers energy to my tired old body. By my reckoning, I had four hours of naps during the ten daylight hours when I would normally be active. Just past noon today and I’ve already had two hours of naps. So, it is kind of a dilemma. On the one hand, it would seem my body is telling me to give it a rest. But on the other, I’m thinking maybe some sweaty exercise will kill whatever this bug might be.
I had the best of intentions this morning. I got through the full thirty-minute dog walk. My routine is that I do another one and a half hours of walking afterward. I had decided to push myself today and do a long (for me) 10+K hike. Alas, once I got home with the dogs, I felt the energy drain from my body so I went upstairs and laid down. I woke an hour later and felt refreshed, so I figured it’s now or never, and off I went. I didn’t didn’t do any hills or anything difficult, but at around the 6K mark I developed pain in my right leg. So, I readjusted my route and headed for home, settling for an 8.5K walk. Still, that’s better than yesterday, so I’ll call it progress.
I had a hankering to get out of the house late in the afternoon yesterday, so I headed out to Baloy Beach.
The beers were cold and the gals were friendly, so I stuck around until the sun went down.
Once I got home, I had some work to do. Namely, taking my baby back ribs out of the crockpot and into the oven for glazing. Boiled up some corn-on-cob and Brussel sprouts as well.
With a full belly, I headed upstairs for some sleep. You’d think all that daytime snoozing would have kept me awake all night, but that was not the case. Thankfully!
Let’s see what happens next!
Sounds as if you’re navigating this lethargy. As you imply, it’s necessary to strike a balance between listening to your body and prompting your body to do something beneficial even when the will isn’t there. Continued good luck!
Well its been about a week of this on again off again sort of illness. What is preventing you from getting some medical help. Good luck take care, and get well, this shall too pass.
If I was single I would consider moving into your neighborhood. As much as I love this country, the government has gone to shit.
Thanks, guys. Appreciate your support.
Jerry, I haven’t (and won’t) go to a doctor because I don’t trust them. We had a guy die from a heart attack a few months ago, and they called it COVID. I don’t want to get misdiagnosed and quarantined over some unrelated illness. No fever, a wet cough, some body aches, and lethargy. I will survive!
I hear you, Jerry. No way I could live in the USA now. I’d be miserable.
John, you may have answered this before, but what do you do when you have to relieve yourself on those floating bars? When you walk in the restroom, is it just a hole in the floor?
I just dont figure them having any sort of sophisticated “sewer”system.
I probably dont want to know the answer, but figure I will ask anyways! LOL
Well, they do have storage tanks for the urine which they allegedly haul to shore periodically to empty in an appropriate way. There is no pooping allowed, the signage says to take your bowel movement to a comfort room (CR) on land.
I tend to believe that they aren’t dumping waste into the bay, the repercussions of getting caught doing so would be too great.