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Who am I?

I am an obscure great-great-grandson of Oscar Adolphe Barcelo & Eugenie Beaudry of MontrΓ©al.

And I am an equally obscure great-grandson of George Henry Leandre Barcelo & Sarah Anne Bird of Winnipeg (Manitoba) and Langdon (North Dakota).

Sunday, 4 August 2019

Romance Wattpad │ Benefits of Luteolin and Ologonol │ My Planking Progress


Oh, such a sunny, hot day today!

It is becoming an easy matter to skip blogging here ─ my last post was at least three days ago.

I neglected to mention the movie I tuned in for my younger brother and I to watch during the latter morning on Thursday ─ I used our T9 Android 8.1 TV Box, and the Terrarium 'app' I have downloaded into it.

The movie was very interesting; and even though it was from 2007 and featured Anthony Hopkins, I don't recall ever hearing of it before: Fracture.

The character he played committed attempted murder at the outset of the film ─ he fired a bullet directly into his unfaithful wife's face.

She survived, but was in a coma throughout the movie until her eventual death.

The whole movie focussed around a cocky up-and-coming prosecution lawyer trying to outwit the arrogant and brilliant attempted-murderer played by Anthony Hopkins.

There are two kinds of T.V. series that I do not follow: medical and legal dramas. They have no audience in me. But for anyone who does enjoy legal dramas, I would definitely pass along my recommendation for this movie.

Yesterday I finally finished and published the post I had been working on for over two weeks at my hosted website Latin Impressions: Romance Wattpad.

If Wattpad is something you have not before heard of, then please refer to that Wikipedia link.

I had not before heard of it either. However, I became so intrigued by its potential while working on that Latin Impressions post that it may have provided me a vehicle to finally stop wasting my life and my health sitting here on my behind for hours and hours every day in this decade-long futile pursuit of a second income online.

I will have my 70th birthday in October ─ less than two months and a week away. Upon that day, I will no longer continue this rewardless path.

I have to accept that no miracle is going to bring me out of the debt that I have allowed my wife to plunge us into. God does not care for me, or my marriage ─ this is so blatantly obvious now.

So after turning 70, I am going to resume the activity of undertaking extended walks ─ an activity that had been my norm for most of my adult life because I never pursued obtaining my driver's licence. 

It is likely that much of my walking will be done at night, and Surrey is not really someplace that a 70-year-old should be wandering around in during the hours of darkness miles from his home.

I am unable to run from violence due to knee surgery that I had in early November 2010 to reattach my left leg's quadriceps tendon to my kneecap (patella) after a fall had torn (avulsed) it entirely clear of the knee.

The purpose of developing my distance walking ability once more will be of course for health and fitness purposes; but I will also be deliberately exposing myself to threat.

You see, if I am still to be living my wasted and purposeless debt-crushing life in this house come my 71st birthday...well, then I do not want to have that birthday. Better I die.

However, I am disinclined to directly suicide.

And so I will be 'putting myself out there,' far from the relative comfort and safety of my home.

However, if I am to meet with deadly violence, then unless it comes in the guise of a firearm, anyone who seeks to deliver harm to me 'up close and personally' will find a victim who will fight with an unrestrained and merciless savagery.

In conjunction with that new walking phase of my life, I will also try my hand at writing. If I seem able and imaginative enough, then I will likely join Wattpad and see what comes of it.

I wish that I had the money to allow me to introduce into my nutritional supplement regimen a couple of substances that I read about these past few days.   

You can research the two supplements for yourself if either of them happen to spike your interest.

The first is luteolin ─ it seems to have properties that can rejuvenate a flagging or even a deteriorating brain:

HSIonline.com

I did a search for luteolin at Amazon that you can check out at the top of this post in order to get an idea on what products there are, and their cost. But it would be nice to have some idea of exactly how much luteolin on a daily basis will prove effective.

The second substance is oligonol ─ and it, too, seems to have anti-aging properties.

This article about it is from the same website as the first article:

HSIonline.com

Once more, I am leaving it up to you to perform your own research. I made another Amazon search that you can find at the bottom of this post; but again, how much on a daily basis would prove effective? The article doesn't suggest.

I am trying to rush through this post because I want to lie down. I went out this afternoon on a couple of errands ─ on foot, of course. The round trip was possibly three miles, but the homeward leg saw me toting a load of groceries from each hand.

I had shopped at the Save-On-Foods at 10312 King George Boulevard (Google map) in Whalley

On my way to that store, I had stopped at the outdoor ATM of the Coast Capital Savings credit union building over by the King George SkyTrain Station, for I had the monthly expenses reconciliation cheque from my younger brother to deposit.

I took these two photos of the Coast Capital building while I waited for a green light:



You can see the elevated SkyTrain tracks crossing over the King George a short distance beyond the building in that second photo.

Finally, I want to mention that I am still performing planks, albeit not quite on a daily basis. Nevertheless, yesterday while I slow-counted to 420 (seven minutes would be 420 seconds), I was surprised to find upon checking my cellphone's timer that I had reached seven minutes and 35 seconds.

I no longer keep looking at the timer. Instead, I slow-count to however many seconds are supposed to equate to my targeted number of minutes.

I find that constantly looking at the timer is counterproductive because time seems to pass too frustratingly slow.

However, this morning I apparently counted even more slowly than I did yesterday, for when I checked the timer, I was at something like seven minutes and 45 seconds.

Well, I wasn't going to stop there with the eight-minute mark so near. So I held out for a further 20 seconds to put me about five seconds over eight minutes.  

   

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