Nothing

I have nothing to say tonight. The cat isn’t even around for a photo shoot. Jen and Harry and I are just hanging out, watching The Flash. Killer Frost is kicking ass, the Bruins lost, the Red Sox are tied, my father is sick, and I’m still basically helpless.

The usual.

Exercise and Sleep

Exercise helps me sleep. I have irrefutable anecdotal proof, or something.

The SleepWatch app for ages used to tell me that the closer I got to the goal on the Apple Watch Activities calorie counter (the Move goal) the better my sleep numbers would be. When I started the 30 minutes a day exercise thing last September I saw that my sleep numbers improved quite a bit.

A few months ago, late January I think, I stopped getting even the minuscule amount of exercise I was getting and saw that my sleep numbers got pretty bad. The restful sleep count went down. So did the sleeping heart rate dip. Everything that seemed to correspond to me feeling better the next day was worse which meant I felt much crappier than I had when I was exercising.

On April 1st I started getting my 30 minutes in again. After only seven days I can already see the sleep numbers getting better again. Especially the heart rate. The last few days have been excellent. Now I’m not really feeling any better rest-wise yet but here’s hoping that comes along eventually. There’s a lot of bad shit going on in life right now. I need all the help I can get.

I Hate When That Happens

The alarm was set for 6:00 AM. I woke up at 5:50. I felt pretty good. I slept for about six hours or so and all was well. I got up and started my morning…

…and 10 minutes later I was up and about and felt like I hadn’t slept in days.

Why do you want to be like that, sleep cycle? If I’m not ready to wake up don’t make me feel like I’m ready to wake up!

Sometimes my brain is a complete jerk, you know?

Its a Covid Easter pt2

Hello and welcome to the second annual Covid-19 pandemic lock down quarantine Easter. I feel like I should be writing something profound but I can’t come up with anything. Nothing. Nada. Zilch.

I plan to spend my day doing chores and stuff. I’m going to make some chicken and quinoa for Jen for dinner. I don’t have any Easter bunnies to cook for her so we’re just going to have to make do.

Apple tells me that they are sending me a replacement AppleWatch. It should arrive tomorrow. Jen had a battery problem with a series five once too. I guess it’s a thing? I’m getting a new watch out of the deal though. Let’s just hope my backups from last week install correctly because I don’t want to start from scratch again.

I watched Birds of Prey yesterday. It was okay. Better than Suicide Squad. Better than Wonder Woman ’84 too, probably. Could it be that it’s the third best DCEU flick behind Wonder Woman and The Snyder Cut? That plus the trailer for The Suicide Squad made me want to watch the first Suicide Squad again. It’s running right now. I’m 75% through. It’s like most of the DCEU movies. It’s okay. Nothing special. Waaay too much slow motion. I think the only recent live action DC movie I haven’t seen is Joker. I’ll get to that soon enough.

I started my nightly fast really early last night. 7:00 instead of 9:00. I wasn’t planning on it, I just got wrapped up in stuff and didn’t eat after dinner. That means I was clear to eat at 11:00am instead of 1:00pm. It’s 11:30 right now. I think I’ll throw in a load of laundry and then have something to eat. What do you think?

Fun with Allergies

This afternoon I was in the bedroom sitting at my desk and feeling like seasonal allergies were kinda kicking my butt. My nose was stuffy and I was coughing and stuff. Basically COVID symptoms without the COVID.

Fast forward a smidge and my beloved Jennifer and I were in the living room eating dinner and watching the aforementioned Tina Turner doc. I felt fine. Allergy free.

After dinner I went back to the bedroom to do my exercise for the day and wouldn’t you know it, the allergy symptoms came a-roaring back for more.

Why? What is the cause of this? Why one room and not the other?

It’s a mystery for the ages. I mean I doubt even Scooby Do and the gang could unravel this one.

April Fools Day

I don’t have an April Fools joke or anything. I thought about spelling every word in this sentence wrong or something goofy like that, but no. The crappy song I posted last night will be enough of a joke for this year.

The plan is to start walking again. Let’s get back to closing that exercise ring again, shall we? I’m still keeping up with the fasting silliness. I haven’t been weighing in though. That should start next week, even if the first few are painful.

New month, new routine? Is that a thing?

We’ll see.

Better

Sleep was better last night. I went to bed ridiculously early. I was out cold by 9:30 or so. My AppleWatch says I woke up a couple of times but I only remember one. I was awake a bit before the Roomba kicked off its ride. I was sitting up and the cat jumped up and sat with me. As soon as Roomba made a noise though, she practically dove under the bed.

I managed a little more than eight hours of sleep. The heart rate dip wasn’t very high but it was okay. The restful sleep was also a bit less than I’d hoped but it too was okay. Much better than the hour and a half from two nights ago.

Here’s hoping my brain works a little better today than it did the last couple of days.

On a mostly unrelated note, I hung my AppleWatch on the charger next to my bed when I woke up this morning. It lit up green to show it was charging. It stayed there while I did my morning routine. When I was done I put it on again and the battery was at 48%. Huh. I put it on the charger on my desk and once again it lit up green. Then a minute later it prompted me for my passcode. Huh… not charging again. I tried again and it stayed connected. It’s up to about 75% now. My iPhone had a charger hiccup the other day too. Is this a trend? I can’t go to the Apple Store without a vaccine. This had best not become a thing.