Another afternoon foully squandered in lieu of a needed nap.
As my early evening commences, I find myself too discouraged to be blogging, so this will be short. I hope my brother comes home soberer than he did last evening ─ he even passed out in his chair during the first show I tuned in which was the premiere episode of the T.V. series Batwoman.
Had it been later ─ or had the episode managed to play out before he revived ─ I would have gone to bed and left him, for I had plans to do some early grocery shopping this morning at the new Save-On-Foods that just opened for business this past Thursday (see the SurreyNowLeader.com article Free items for shoppers at Save-On-Foods’ new Surrey store, opening at King George Hub).
The store is a relocation from its previous site and is now half the distance away from here that had been the case ─ so, maybe ¾ of a mile instead of around 1½ miles. Since I do not drive and thus have to walk, this is quite a boon to me.
My bedtime was just after midnight, and I had set my cellphone's alarm for 6 a.m. to allow me time for a black instant coffee before I left home, for the store opens at 7 a.m.
Although I got to sleep normally enough, I found myself awake at 3 a.m. and needed to use the toilet. The resumption of further sleep was extremely difficult thereafter, and the only times I had proof of having lapsed into any sleep were fragments of dream that were left me each time I was aware enough to feel some anxiety about my predicament of an ill start to my day from inadequate sleep.
Ultimately, there came a point when I was too anxious to try for sleep any further without a check of the time, for I felt that surely it must be nearing the time when my cellphone's alarm would be sounding.
To my dismay, it was precisely 7 a.m., and my cellphone had been silent the past hour. The store had already opened, and I was just now rising from bed!
Initially I almost aborted the trip; however, resolution took over and I hustled myself ready and sans any stimulating caffeine I set off for the store ─ I would not have gone if it was still at its former location.
I ended up blowing over $100, and had quite a weight to tote home in the two tote bags I had brought. The hike back was definitely arduous; but I had found that just hastening to the store was something of a feat, for I have become so unfit at walking.
This must change.
At outset, I found that the ends of my longest toes on each foot were still keenly sensitive from the much longer hike that I had undergone exactly one week earlier ─ a round trip of 5.625 miles, with the return journey involving the added strain of two loads of groceries.
That was my only walk since the much shorter one that I undertook this morning, so I well recognize that taking a walk just once a week is not going to improve my lot. And so I am now going to get out after this post is done and hike a distance of at least a half mile to an elementary school's playground where there are a set of five or six heavy-duty rings suspended from chains. I will then endeavour to do some pull-ups before making my return to home.
If I can somehow manage just token outings such as this on a near daily basis during the week, I ought to see improvement in my ability to walk. My knees, for one thing, are afire from the morning's challenge. Both are cartilage-damaged anyway, but they don't normally become as crippling as they are right now if I am more regular about my walking.
Due to my wasted afternoon, I got no other exercising accomplished beyond the shopping expedition, so those pull-ups at the school will be something of an atonement ─ albeit not the best such penance overall, but better than none at all.
Keep in mind that I am 72 years old, and still trying to achieve the strength that I had prior to becoming sick last October with what was diagnosed as "COVID pneumonia" and resulted in a hospital stay of just over 11 days after I had already been basically bed-ridden for a few days but was too stubborn to seek help.
With all of that explained, I shall now ready myself for my day's second outing ─ it is now 6:48 p.m. as I type these very words.
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