Someday That May Change, But Not Today

Today I proved once again that I’m still the type of person who when my watch isn’t reporting my heart rate, I will tap the watch, not my chest.

Important To Know

So as part of my road to recovery, I’ve decided to start going on morning walks again, if only to get out of the house more. Today was day one, and I learned something right off the bat:

That build up of tension over the past few months had become load bearing tension.

And That’s What’s Really Going To Matter For The Next Few Days

So how am I doing? (Aside from being annoyed at life, I mean.)

As I predicted/feared . . . I don’t know.

Some of my signs are good, and some of my signs, while not bad, are decidedly less good, so I think I’m almost fully recovered, but I’ve been there before, you know?

If nothing else, I’m well enough to get us prepped for our first Tropical Storm of the season, so there is that.

I Hadn’t Been Drinking (I.e., I May Be Coming Down With Something)

Actual thought process from this morning:

I think a walk would do me some good.  I should sober up first though.

That’s . . . Bad

Today I was reminded of a friend of mine’s uncle who went in for some tests, and the results came back “bad.”

“Define ‘bad,'” I requested.

“Not to put too fine a point on it,” my friend replied.  “Suffice it say that every number came back with one more digit in it than was considered healthy.”

Then It’s Time For A Change Up

Sometimes it takes a little while to notice that the tension you’ve been telling yourself you’ve been “working out” is actually the tension you’ve been working in!

So Thanks For The Lesson, Little Guy

Among other summer projects, I’m devoting time and energy toward better health and general life balance because:

A)  It’s just a good idea.

and B)  To better help my son obtain healthier life balance in his life.

Today, for instance, I went outside for some direct sunlight, not for tanning purposes, but for some Vitamin D.  Having precisely zero interest in overdoing it, I set a timer, but when the timer went off I was surprised at how reluctant I was to get up and go back inside.  I did anyway though, and with visions of a young turtle in my head as I did so.

Why a young turtle?

Because I once found a young turtle dead on the side of the road, not because he’d been run over, but because he’d been sunning himself and, as near as I could tell, had been enjoying himself so much that he couldn’t tell he was baking himself to death in the process.

1 Part Alcohol, 4 Parts Tea Is What Generally Works For Me

As I sip my tea this morning, I’m doing so from a mug someone got me a few years back.  This mug has a list of “tips for good health” on the side, and at the top of the list it says “Less Alcohol, More Tea.”

It turns out that’s really good advice.

I’ve Been Thinking About My Health Lately . . .

What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn’t much better than tedious disease.

– George Dennison Prentice (It’s a shame that he wasn’t as insightful about people as he was about this.)

Put Another Way, I’m Going Back To Bed Now

Sleep is that golden chain that ties health and our bodies together.

– Thomas Dekker