Wow. Biking fool. Biking in his good shoes.

Wow. Biking fool. Biking in his good shoes.

I wanted to watch the Bruins game today but for some reason I thought it was an afternoon start when it was a 7:00pm. By the time the game started, Jen and I were hanging out in the living room and cleaning up cat vomit. Gross.
I kept an eye on the score though. I wish I hadn’t. They lost to Dallas, 6-1. Gross.
On an unrelated note, on January 13th I wrote a post about Tuukka Rask returning to the line up, and hat tricks on consecutive days. I also left a note to myself that I had opened a new jug of distilled water for the CPAP machine. I wanted to see how long it would last. I emptied it a minute ago. I don’t have to open a new jug tonight but I will tomorrow.
So it lasted from the 13th through the 30th. 18 nights of use. Good to know.
Do I sound like a broken record?
One week down. The entire rest of my life to go.

The Bruins beat the Coyotes 2-1. Hard to believe it was that close against a team that bad. I’ll take it though.
The question now is, why am I still awake? The game is over. Go to bed.
My Apple Watch is charged. I was waiting for that but it’s done so go to bed.
I’m listening to music, but I can do that in the morning. Go to sleep.
I’ve got a little cut on the inside of my upper lip. Now that’s a good reason to still be awake, but it’s not that good a reason. Go to sleep.
Okay already. I’ll go to sleep. Sheesh, lay off, you jerk.
Good night.
I had my guard up when I logged in to work. I was out yesterday but word got to me about a potentially ugly issue. I expected it to explode all over the place as soon as I punched in. Nope. It turned out to be just slightly more than nothing and it was all wrapped up. Talk about a relief! That didn’t fix the other thing that I was expecting to be difficult today, but it did take some pressure off. Good job, everyone!
I’m eating fruit with lunch again. Aren’t you proud of me? Green grapes for the win. I think that’s the only fruit I actually like. Well, apples and oranges are good too, but green grapes are my first choice… and my second, third, and fourth choices. I just like ’em. Grapes good, chocolate bad, he said, entirely without conviction. Ugh.
Is everyone watching The Peacemaker on HBO? I think there is a new episode coming out today. It’s a spin off of The Suicide Squad, so if you don’t like humorous takes on ultra-violence then you might not enjoy it. Is anyone else finding it as hilariously funny as I am? It’s a comic character, right? Are the comics this funny?
Is there anything else going on? The Bruins lost to Colorado in overtime last night. The game didn’t start until 10pm Eastern time but I still managed to listen to the first period. Colorado appears to be the best hockey team on the planet right now and we survived long enough to go to overtime. That sort of feels like a moral victory, even if moral victories are still losses in the standings.
Major League Baseball is still locked out. Crickets.
I’ve been too busy to get any exercise in today. I hate leaving it until after work, but guess where today is headed. Go on, guess.
Okay, back to work with you.
I’ve only been back on the exercise wagon for three days, counting today. I did 30 minutes on the bike both Monday and Tuesday. With today being a vacation day I told myself that I would get all 30 minutes done early so that I wouldn’t have to worry about it later in the day.
Yeah, right.
It was around 4:30pm when I looked at my watch and saw my exercise ring at zero minutes. MuthaFuuuuu!!!!
I just finished the 30th minute. It was around 9:20pm. I feel like I am going to collapse. My heart is pounding and my legs feel like rubbery dead weight. I did it and I am happy I did it, but it is just so difficult right now. Why is it so much more difficult than it was a couple of months ago when I last tried getting on the wagon.
Why?
I have 12 minutes of bike time in today (so far). I’m trying to get back on the exercise wagon if I can. It’s so friggin’ hard. Why is it so difficult? I hate being morbidly obese.
I’m 10 days away from my first real weight loss surgery appointment. It’s a Zoom call. I don’t even have to leave my house. Nice, huh? I should ride the bike during the call. Show them that I am all in on not being huge anymore.
12 minutes… my legs are really tired. Shit.
I just want to add a quick post to mention two things that just happened because they are funny and weird and worth mentioning on a pointless blog like this.
I’ve mentioned before that I like to listen to podcasts while I work. I play them through the Apple HomePod Minis in the bedroom. Today when I tried to connect to them via Airplay they weren’t available. I asked Siri to tell me the weather and it came back saying it wasn’t connected to the internet. Our HomePods are setup through Jen’s Home app so I told her and when she gets a chance she’ll look at it.
A few minutes later, I am sitting at my desk working and suddenly, seemingly at random, Deep Purple’s Space Truckin’ comes roaring out of the HomePods. Oh yeah, it does! Come on, let’s go space truckin’ babie!
I know why it happened, but it’s just really funny that it did. Once the song was over it started playing some horrid Aerosmith song and I couldn’t get that bastard shut off fast enough. The Purple song though, that was a treat.
A few minutes after that I decided to water the plants. Literally, that’s not a urination reference. I literally watered the plants. I have a candle burning on the same table the plants sit on. As I was watering one particular plant I smelled smoke. I then saw smoke. Huh? Oh, it’s just my arm. It was over the candle and my arm hairs were singeing off. That’s all. Nothing major. No damage done… except to a few arm hairs. I can still sort of smell it though.
All of this before 10:00am
I’m so fat,
How fat are you?
I’m so fat that my back is in serious pain due to having to hold my ginormous gut upright while I’m standing. When I first stand up I’m good for maybe 5-10 minutes and then the back pain flares up and it becomes hard to move. I can deal with it for a few minutes but then it gets bad enough that I have to sit.
Here’s hoping gastric bypass surgery will fix this particular issue.
Fingers crossed.
I had three things I wanted to accomplish today and a couple that would be nice to do. I thought I was going to be left with just one of the main three finished, but here we are with all three effectively done.
I wanted to go to my doctor’s not-appointment this morning. I did that. I wanted to get my haircut, and I wanted make a short visit to my parents. I wussed on the haircut and never even called to make an appointment. Jen came to the rescue and did it! I think this is the third or fourth time since the pandemic started and I am always left feeling incredibly thankful that she would take on such a horrifying job. Thank you, my love! It looks great! As for my parents, the excuse for the visit was grocery shopping. Just a thing or two that I could bring them. Well, the stuff they asked for wasn’t available anywhere we could find so I was shit out of luck. I talked to them this afternoon and they said to come over anyway. I told them I could only stay for a few covid-safe minutes and they said that was fine. So I got to make a short visit anyway, even without an excuse!
The other things on the would be nice list were car music, which was a big no (tomorrow though?), bringing in the Poland Springs water delivery, which hasn’t been done yet because they delivered just before I left for my parents, and after I got back it was hair cut time. The bottles are outside, I’ll get them shortly. The only other thing left is to cook dinner, which I am going to do right now.
Go!