If I had any readers, I'd worry about coming across as too optimistic; things keep going well.
Yesterday, I went on a 35-minute run with my folding tri bike to be. I knew I had to go to work at midnight, so I went on a moderate-length walk to burn some energy and get my steps in for the day before trying to nap. The nap was not a success. So I left for work three hours before I needed to be there, planning a 15-mile bike route through a state park (hoping to find hickory nuts). I got extremely lost and trespassed on roads for access to the water supply of the city of Winchester. At about 10:30 at night. But I found my way out and made it to work on time.
After that eight hour shift, I biked home, changed, biked to the beach, swam, biked home, and started a load of laundry. I went on a long walk to get my steps in for the day and buy a few small groceries from one of the neighborhood markets around here, came back and finished the laundry as I did my daily stretches, did my strength training, and had a good meal (with my daily Spanish lesson while it cooked). Now I'm typing this, having been awake for abut 33 hours, a run, a swim, four bike rides, and two complete sessions of stretching and strength training.
I wanted to put off so many of these things. I told myself I could stretch or do strength training when I got up to go to work tonight. I could do the Spanish training this evening. But I just kept doing things, and it worked out in so may ways. I wanted a can of beans for my meal, but I had none in the house and I reallllly do not want to go into a store in a wetsuit (as I am when biking home from swimming). The walk got me my beans and my steps. If I had put off stretches and strength training, I'd have had to move the laundry rack when I awoke. Doing things now is working out so well. I wonder that people don't do it more. Why does procrastination feel so good?
Side note; 1 standard-sized bike water bottle is just about enough to wash both your feet at the beach.
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