The toys I mentioned last week are working out pretty well so far. Since my data finally reset, I've been able to make use of the GO Plus and the end result has been much accelerated egg hatching and walking. I am most pleased.
But more relevant to my goals for this year, the Fitbit. It's taken some getting used to, but I can, at this point, try to get in the 250 steps per hour during normal work hours. In some cases that's less walking and more seated dancing, or stationary flailing, but it's still exercise of a sort. Other activities have included playing Dance Dance Revolution, walking in a circle, climbing the stairs in my apartment complex, and general arrthymic dance-flailing. I can't dance. I'm badly uncoordinated for new activites, and I've never particularly had classes that mattered. (The middle school mandatory "this is how you slow dance" class didn't count. Also ugh.) Since my wedding itself didn't even have dancing, I have no real interest in learning. I don't think being occasionally mortified by my extreme lack of coordination while spazzing alone is sufficient motivation.
I find myself feeling rather tired lately. My Fitbit (and probably my bed) say I'm only managing about 7 hours of sleep per night, which is not enough. I think I meant to bring it up with my LENS-doctor last time, but I must have forgotten. I wake up earlier than I should and then can't get back to sleep. Think I know why now, though. My brain turns on and won't shut off, but more specifically, my anxiety turns on as well.
I'm... not really sure what to do with that. My mother takes GABA in the middle of the night to sleep through the night, but I don't usually wake up at 4am or something that's more... middle-of-the-night-ish. It's more like 6am, maybe 7, at which point it seems kind of pointless to take GABA. Or maybe that's my anxiety talking? Dunno. In any case, I'm already taking anti-anxiety stuff at bedtime, including GABA. Hopefully the doctor will have some kind of idea, even if that idea is just, "take it when you wake up in the morning, you dummy."
Other things... I'm still working on reading the same dratted book. It's not even that long of a book, less than 400 pages. It's just so dense, or something. It's bumming me out, though, with how long it's taking to read. I was up to a buffer of 3, and it could be more if I could just get this silly thing read and reviewed. I've been referring to it as the "4 Week Monstrosity" but now it's the "5 Week Monstrosity." It started as the "2 Week Monstrosity." But please note, the book is good. That's why I'm still trying to read it rather than diving into my library books. It'll be worth the wait.
My glasses are still broken. I did get my eyes checked, but my 20s are still holding strong; the prescription is basically the same. I showed the office my predicament, and the sales specialist took a look at it and said, "I'll have them put a rush on your order, shall I?" So they'll do that, basically as soon as insurance confirms it'll pay for them. At this point, that'll likely be tomorrow, after which point it'll still take a day or two to make the glasses. Thankfully, I haven't managed to slam into a wall or anything else, thus entirely breaking my glasses. It has made doing any bouncy kinds of exercise rather frustrating, but I'm almost used to my vision being askew now. Almost.
Lastly, Chris is sick with some kind of cold, and my original suspicion of being allergic to cats has been amended with a suspicion that I'm also fighting off said cold. I'm taking elderberry/zinc every now and then to give my immune system a boost. Here's hoping it'll keep it from rampaging through my system and I'll be better before I run into anyone with a weak immune system.
But more relevant to my goals for this year, the Fitbit. It's taken some getting used to, but I can, at this point, try to get in the 250 steps per hour during normal work hours. In some cases that's less walking and more seated dancing, or stationary flailing, but it's still exercise of a sort. Other activities have included playing Dance Dance Revolution, walking in a circle, climbing the stairs in my apartment complex, and general arrthymic dance-flailing. I can't dance. I'm badly uncoordinated for new activites, and I've never particularly had classes that mattered. (The middle school mandatory "this is how you slow dance" class didn't count. Also ugh.) Since my wedding itself didn't even have dancing, I have no real interest in learning. I don't think being occasionally mortified by my extreme lack of coordination while spazzing alone is sufficient motivation.
I find myself feeling rather tired lately. My Fitbit (and probably my bed) say I'm only managing about 7 hours of sleep per night, which is not enough. I think I meant to bring it up with my LENS-doctor last time, but I must have forgotten. I wake up earlier than I should and then can't get back to sleep. Think I know why now, though. My brain turns on and won't shut off, but more specifically, my anxiety turns on as well.
I'm... not really sure what to do with that. My mother takes GABA in the middle of the night to sleep through the night, but I don't usually wake up at 4am or something that's more... middle-of-the-night-ish. It's more like 6am, maybe 7, at which point it seems kind of pointless to take GABA. Or maybe that's my anxiety talking? Dunno. In any case, I'm already taking anti-anxiety stuff at bedtime, including GABA. Hopefully the doctor will have some kind of idea, even if that idea is just, "take it when you wake up in the morning, you dummy."
Other things... I'm still working on reading the same dratted book. It's not even that long of a book, less than 400 pages. It's just so dense, or something. It's bumming me out, though, with how long it's taking to read. I was up to a buffer of 3, and it could be more if I could just get this silly thing read and reviewed. I've been referring to it as the "4 Week Monstrosity" but now it's the "5 Week Monstrosity." It started as the "2 Week Monstrosity." But please note, the book is good. That's why I'm still trying to read it rather than diving into my library books. It'll be worth the wait.
My glasses are still broken. I did get my eyes checked, but my 20s are still holding strong; the prescription is basically the same. I showed the office my predicament, and the sales specialist took a look at it and said, "I'll have them put a rush on your order, shall I?" So they'll do that, basically as soon as insurance confirms it'll pay for them. At this point, that'll likely be tomorrow, after which point it'll still take a day or two to make the glasses. Thankfully, I haven't managed to slam into a wall or anything else, thus entirely breaking my glasses. It has made doing any bouncy kinds of exercise rather frustrating, but I'm almost used to my vision being askew now. Almost.
Lastly, Chris is sick with some kind of cold, and my original suspicion of being allergic to cats has been amended with a suspicion that I'm also fighting off said cold. I'm taking elderberry/zinc every now and then to give my immune system a boost. Here's hoping it'll keep it from rampaging through my system and I'll be better before I run into anyone with a weak immune system.
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