Appetite

It was nearly 10 p.m. last evening before I got to bed, so I set my cellphone alarm for 1:45 a.m. to get me up to begin readying for one of my five-mile+ walks.

When I eventually heard the alarm's chiming, I rose to shut off the alarm and was surprised that it was 1:47 a.m. ─ I had failed to be aware of the soft alarm for two minutes.

It was 2:41 a.m. by the time I was outside and prepared to begin my walk. The night was remarkably chilly, and the sky primarily overcast. However, I felt rather hale.

I stopped at the elementary school playground three or four blocks from here and tackled six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups: 5-2-3-2-2-2 repetitions overall, with the final pull-up between a pair of gymnastics-style rings held for a gruelling 20-count.

Then I managed a dozen slow full-range push-ups in a declined position on a cement ramp leading up to a nearby school door.

And once more, I have averted having a stroke or cardiac event or anything related within my 74-year-old body. It would be most ignominious to be so stricken and have my remains discovered there with the coming of day.

I cannot recall anything about the walk that is worth mentioning, and I was back home at 4:40 a.m. ─ so barely under two hours.

It was after 6 a.m. before I made it back to bed ─ possibly as much as 6:15 a.m.

I believe that I roused for the morning just ahead of 8:30 a.m., but it was difficult forcing myself to get out of bed. Lying there was almost exquisite.

My younger brother was already watching T.V., but I did not go downstairs to join him until after 9 a.m.

When he gave me the go-ahead to put our Android TV Box to work, I led us off with an 11-minute (11:37) video published yesterday at Rumble's AKStraightSpeaks channel: CBC says your penis doesn't matter!

My thoughts on a CBC video for kids about gender. I threw in a comment from Pat Condell at the end.

Next was a 40-minute (40:32) interview published April 26 to Rumble's Canadian Citizens for Charter Rights and Freedoms channel: C3RF "In Hot" interview with Natasha Gonek.

Major Russ Cooper (Ret'd) goes in depth with Natasha Gonek on her Freedom of Information disclosures into the Edmonton Police Service and its handling of unjustified Wuhan virus measures. Strap in for a wild ride that traces the freedom-crushing wrongdoing to the highest national and international levels.

Not quite at the half-hour mark of a documentary thereafter, my brother announced his intention to seek some bed rest ─ it may only have been as early as 10:40 a.m.

I suspended the video for watching tomorrow, although I am sure that I heard him on the phone arranging a 10:45 a.m. appointment for that morning; he had best not think that he escaped the documentary. We will continue with it even on Thursday if need be (the video well exceeds two hours).

Anyway, I was able to eat my day's first meal earlier than usual, and was back to bed for a nap by maybe noon. However, I was not abed too very much over an hour. My brother was up, but had not yet left for the day to socialize.

This month of April seems unusually cool. The day has been a mix of Sun and cloud, but a light breeze that has been coming through my bedroom window all day is nearly beyond unpleasant.

Yet yesterday and today in the latter afternoon / early evening, my eldest stepson has for the first time this year taken his Harley for a ride somewhere, being gone an hour or two. But he's a hardy 29-year-old gym rat.

This has been another full working day for my wife, so she was on her way before quite 10:30 a.m. on the fairly long drive to the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time.

I want to sit up late this evening and watch some of our shows (and have a couple or so beers) with my brother once we are both home, so to allow myself that liberty I will have to have an evening walk instead of another in the wee a.m. tomorrow.

To gear myself up, I put on an episode of Magnum P.I. ─ episode 13 ("Appetite For Danger") of season five. And with it I started with the final half shot remaining of my Kraken Black Spiced Rum (47% alcohol) and then a can of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol).

Perdita Weeks is so strikingly beautiful to me!

But I must now ready and get out of here for my walk. It is already after 8:30 p.m.