As predicted in yesterday's post, I have suffered a vague eyestrain-type headache all day, the aftermath of the migraine aura that I was beset with late yesterday morning. I was actually threatened with a reoccurence of that debilitating onset in the latter afternoon or early evening.
I must strive to not sit up late at night in depraved rapture at this damned machine instead of getting to bed after my brother and I finish watching T.V. in an evening.
Easier to say than do, however.
I found myself feeling too discouraged and public shy to go anywhere last evening, and finally settled upon my usual 2 a.m. rise overnight for a five-mile (minimum) walk.
I may have been to bed last evening before it was yet 9:30 p.m., my cellphone alarm set.
Alas, I slept poorly; and when I was awake for some time after some sleep, I finally checked the time and found it to be around 1:15 a.m. Notwithstanding, I sought to get more comfortable and maybe find some further sleep, but I probably gave it up around 1:30 a.m. and rose.
My decision was that it was better to be able to take my time preparing for my outing than to have be forced to do so as swiftly as I am able, sometimes within 15 minutes ere embarking on the walk with scant time to fully wake up.
As so often happens, my eldest stepson was not yet to bed, seated unseen at the dining table and watching videos or something on a table or laptop. As far as I know, I managed to be on my way unnoticed by him.
Just before leaving, though, I weighed myself fully clothed and in my footwear: 203 pounds. Also, I had checked online for the temperature, and it claimed that it was 1.7º hereabouts. I dressed in a warm bomber-style jacket.
Once I was outside and on my way upon locking the front door, I saw that it was 2:09 a.m. Stars were visible in the sky, but they were somewhat hazed over.
And it was chilly.
Early into my walk I made my usual stop at an elementary school for six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, even though my vague headache was with me then, and I was also feeling somewhat groggy or dopey. I know that this activity seems to enliven me.
And that was the case, for I managed the usual repetitions in those six sets: 3 - 2 - 2 - 2 - 2 - 2. The metal bars I used were slightly damp, but I easily wiped them dry with my gloves and was thus able to use my bare hands.
I cannot recall anything else about my hike that merits mention, apart from a little jogging. By the time I was back home and outside of the locked front door, it was 4:01 a.m., so I made decent time.
And despite not checking the time later, I suspect that I got back to bed before it was yet 5 a.m., even though sleep thereafter was extremely difficult. Heck, once I even checked the time in case it was late enough into the morning, but it was only around 6:30 a.m.
I do not understand why sleep is so extremely difficult for me, even when I am drained from one of these walks.
I may finally have risen ahead of 8 a.m. And this morning I got access to the T.V. just after 9 a.m. because my younger brother had still not emerged from his bedroom, although he probably did around 9:10 a.m.
By then I was all set to start playing videos for us.
As of yesterday I have begun playing the occasional older video from Rumble's The Why Files. The archive only stretched back thus far for five pages, so I have started from the very oldest and am slowly moving ahead.
I realize that there are later videos that are over three hours long, so I have no idea what to expect with those. Maybe they will just turn out to be podcasts of "talking heads" that will fail to interest my brother and I.
To this point, however, they are quite interesting despite being almost childish. The host looks damned silly at the finish doing some infantile dance, nor do I appreciate the constant interruptions during his monologues when his fake goldfish supposedly pipes up with such a whiny high-pitched comment that I often cannot understand what was said ─ it is just noise.
Perhaps I may yet give up on the series ─ I cannot bide this sort of nonsense continually. My hope is that the video format soon changes to something more tolerable. I am 73 years old ─ not 13.
Of more relevance to today's world, I also tuned in the latest upload from yesterday to Rumble's mariazeee channel: ZEROTIME: NSW Elections, Australia Bound to the IHR, Russian Military Announcement.
This week we speak to independent candidate Kevin Loughrey about what really matters in the NSW election including immediately stopping our countries’ push for war, Tony Nikolic joins us to discuss Australia’s legal obligation to the IHR and we are also joined by The Aussie Cossack to discuss the huge announcement made by the Russian military this week.
As well, I also tuned in a 31-minute Dr. Mercola video on his BitChute channel, but I now see that it was from 2018 ─ this was not apparent when I tuned it in via our Android TV Box on our T.V.
I am going to have to be more prepared henceforth ─ I am not interested in watching pre-COVID health-related interviews. There are an impossibly far too many current videos that I never have enough time to see ─ finding that I was wasting my time with something from 2018 is annoying.
I finished us off with two older (2020) videos from BitChute's bluedemon2018 channel:
- Author of Frankenstein's Sick Love For Her Husband (3:17)
- Bikini Atoll Nuclear Weapon Tests Documentary (Archive Footage)* (26:28)
I had those already downloaded onto a flash or thumb drive.
The day has been predominantly sunny. After I had put in my nighttime walk, I again checked the claimed temperature online for hereabouts, and it was supposedly exactly at freezing. It did look as if there might be some frost of roofs when I rose later this morning.
This nagging vague headache is most irritating, so I am going to bring this post to a close. I would like to get out after dark for some very local grocery shopping. My brother bused away this early afternoon to hook up with one or more of his drinking buddies at a pub, so he should not be back home too early this evening ─ I ought easily to have the time for that jaunt, but I want to feel a little better than I presently do.
I had my early afternoon nap, but I may need to lie down to at least rest my eyes before any such venture into the public. Definitely, it is going to have to be dark at the time ─ I cannot bear the sunshine.
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