Rather than waste any more of my time blogging here in the afternoon, for the past three consecutive days I have instead added an extra half day's worth of content to the post I have under construction at one of my six hosted websites.
I have a targeted amount of content that I seek to supply in such posts as my daily "content assignment."
As well, today was the second consecutive day in which I performed a seven-minute plank.
But returning to the website post that I am working on, I believe that it was yesterday that I settled upon not only drastically reducing the amount of time I spend blogging, but I may even give up my six hosted websites entirely.
This drastic step would be undertaken in October upon the attainment of my next birthday ─ it will be my 70th.
I retired back in early April 2011, and since then my life has only degraded due to a wife who will not stop dragging me deeper and deeper into credit debt.
For several years now, I have been contemplating making my 70th birthday my last birthday ─ sometime during the ensuing year, I will meet my end.
Rather than actually cause its conclusion by my own hand, I will instead put myself 'out there' and begin taking extended long walks such as I engaged throughout most of my earlier adult life. I have become housebound, and this must cease.
The walking will of course prove beneficial for my health; but it will also probably bring me into exposure to public elements with whom I do not normally have any contact. After all, I live in Surrey ─ the Whalley area ─ and it has a reputation for violence.
When I was a younger man, I was at home in the night when it came to venturing on long walks. But I was also a very good runner ─ putting in a hard five-mile run was practically nothing. Thus, if I ever had met with a physical threat that I was unable to deal with through my own prowess, there was no likelihood that anyone posing the threat would have been able to outrun me.
Only an accurately discharged firearm would have brought me down.
I can no longer run, however ─ a result of knee surgery I underwent in early November 2010 to reattach my left leg's quadriceps tendon to my kneecap (patella). It effectively disabled me; but due to my reclusive personality, I was doubly disabled in that I never could develop the ability to relearn how to run.
I would feel too much shame for anyone to witness the spectacle this former hard runner would present as he sought to find his legs once more.
I do not drive, so it is not possible for me to get away to somewhere secluded where I could have practiced running in private. And so in essence, I have been nigh 'hamstrung' ─ although of course that term references thigh muscles that were unaffected by my knee accident and surgery.
I spend anywhere from six to eight or more hours a day seated on my behind working on one of those website posts and also my blog.
The website post I am currently involved in has as its subject matter an online medium I had never before heard of ─ something called Wattpad. It was a day or two ago that I concluded that it might be within me to actually find my place as a writer ─ if I applied myself with anywhere near the diligence that I have been using on my websites and this blog for well over a decade, and without any sign of reward whatsoever for the life I have meanwhile wasted.
So we shall see. That key birthday if but approximately two months and two weeks away.
The walks would initially be rather small as I redeveloped my ability, so I would have time to try my hand at writing. But soon enough, I would be finding myself in parts of Surrey where I could well meet with violence.
Should such violence find me, I am prepared to give up my life in whatever deadly confrontation may result. After all, why not? I have no worthwhile life ─ and no hope or promise of ever having one.
But I wish to bring attention to a few other topics now.
I signed a petition this morning that relates to that awful toxic herbicide ingredient, glyphosate.
What if insurance companies stopped underwriting corporations that produce and sell this poison? The corporations like Bayer / Monsanto would then have to deal entirely on their own with the financial repercussions of the lawsuits that are successfully levelled at them in the courts.
I had never even realized that such corporations might have insurance coverage to help meet the cost of the damages they are judged to have caused and legally must make right.
The petition is apparently going to be directed at four of the major insurance companies ─ Manulife, State Farms, Prudential, and Allianz ─ and it will be calling upon them to cease backing the corporations involved in keeping products like Roundup in the marketplace.
If you think that this might be a worthy cause, then have a look at the petition at Actions.SumOfUs.org: Tell major insurers to keep glyphosate off the shelves once and for all!
I also want to link to a pair of worthy articles that are also health-related.
The first article's title explains itself:
DrMicozzi.com
I want to bring my younger brother's attention to that article, for his daughter is a certified welder ─ one of the seven dangerous occupations where cancer is concerned.
The other article was intriguing in its implications, and it linked to a TED Talk that I want to try and watch. What if we really could regenerate ourselves ─ our bodies ─ to some remarkable degree?
LifeSpa.com
I must abruptly close now ─ my brother has arrived home for the evening.
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