Theory of Relativity

We are all familiar with the Theory of Relativity, right? Albert Einstein’s big reveal and all? I have my own personal example that explains it for me. It will be meaningless for everyone else, but I am writing about it anyway. Enjoy my stupidity.

Every morning I go down cellar and jog (pronounced “yog” with a soft J) for 45 minutes or so. In reality every one of those 45 minutes last exactly the same amount of time, right? You’d think. To me though, the first 10 minutes or so last about an hour. Maybe a little more. The last 10 minutes or so last about four days. The 25 minutes in the middle last about 80-90 seconds.

Dig it? Now do you get what Albert was yakking about?

His layman’s example was (I’m pretty sure it was Einstein who described it this way, forgive me if I am wrong. Also this is not an exact quote because I am too lazy to Google right now) imagine one minute sitting with a pretty girl. Then imagine one minute with your hand on a lit stove. The minute is the same in both cases, but your perception is a smidge different. I like my jogging (yogging) example better. No one gets their hand mutilated in my example, though also no one on Earth besides me yogs. So… I don’t know.

Physics is fun.

Another Weird Morning

I wrote about some stomach weirdness yesterday. I am pretty sure I know what it was, and it was not gastric bypass related. I am not going to say specifically because it goes big time into TMI territory. Suffice to say it happened again today and it has thrown off my whole daily routine.

I got up, felt a little off, but started my day as normal. I was trying to drink a water bottle while doing my daily exercise but after about 10 minutes and 12 ounces of water I was hit with a mild case of The Foamies. Something was trying to get into my stomach but was having trouble along the route and must have gotten stuck. I didn’t feel like anything was stuck, but I got into saliva over-production mode and had to stop exercising and take care of it. It was involved enough that I had to go upstairs and ride it out for a while.

Once I felt better I ate breakfast, which I never do before I finish my exercise for the day. At that point, the whole morning workflow is down the toilet. I still had 35 minutes of exercise left to do so I restarted. I ended up doing the whole daily goal instead of just finishing the first attempt. Due to that I managed to hit all of my Apple Watch activity goals for the day. Well, not the 12 stand-hours goal, but the exercise and move (calorie) goals. That’s nice.

Now that I’m punched into work for the day I think I am back on schedule. I just hate it when the routine goes south like this, even a little bit. I feel pretty normal now. Whatever it was seems to have passed. I felt that way yesterday too and then it came back before lunch. Let’s see how things progress today.

Good luck, Robbie.