Maybe.
Took today off, had some big plans, the list of shit to get done is pretty daunting, but i've been wiped out by everything and the sheer intensity of everything.
Was looking in the mirror last night, I've changed, I look older. I am older. Maybe i need to start acting like it, I looked at myself and said, slow the fuck down. At least for a little bit.
No one has ever faulted my endurance or stubbornness. Gets me through most things. Never been the fastest, or the quickest.
Woke up with a solid early coffee headache. Happens when I stop drinking coffee at 2pm instead of 4 or 5 pm. I don't like it when that happens.
But I also managed to snag a 3/6 in that five letter word game, was stuck at a 5 for that many days I think.... I try to wait to play until after coffee is made, sometimes I make it, sometimes not so much.
Made chocolate waffles for the house yesterday morning, cooked up some more with the left over batter this morning.
Sent everyone out the door, put my feet up, tried to rest and relax, maybe nap. No dice. Watched the end of one movie i started a while ago, watched another i'd been wanting to see for a bit while eating lunch. Did laundry. Doing laundry. Reading? nope. watching more TV? nope.
I was thinking I should get on the trainer and do tomorrow's planned workout today. Nope.
Kid suggested I talk to someone professionally about this low battery feeling. Hell I know what's up, I'm literally not taking any down time. Not having any time to recharge. I know that's the first thing i need to do. Rest, recover... even full of coffee I managed to almost fall asleep. I did get completely relaxed, like that really nice feeling of just everything going slack. I can kind of do it on demand, starting with the feet, moving to the head. just let everything turn off, it is a good feeling.
Sorry the blogging has been lagging lately. Start of class has changed the dynamic. Teaching though does what it always does, both energizes and exhausts but def more of the first and while I feel tired I'm also not feeling anything negative.
But I am feeling tired and def not motivated to get on the trainer in the basement to do a prescribed workout. No races planned looking forward, nothing till March. Weather is fucking strange, def want to get out for some long MTB rides. Maybe toss some faster rolling lighter tires on the Top Fuel and make it a gravel bike. Might need a bladder or some other way of carrying more liquid tho. One bottle cage sucks.
other kid did well on Sunday, not quite the target time for her 2k but still a PR and in the closest race and it was tight and she gave it all.
I keep coming back to death lately, I forget what it was this time, maybe something about the direction of what's happening, about what my Grandfather might have thought about things, about how those who are gone are that. And I thought more about why people really so firmly hold on to the notion of a soul, and life beyond this, and how when we're dead... we're gone. I hope I have time to come to terms with it all... I think one trigger at the end of last week was going to Ship Street... seeing the ghost bike for Evan B-B. Thinking about him dying there, in the heat, about to win a race... what happened to his bikes, are they being ridden or cared for the way he appreciated them? But does it really matter what happens. Does someone's prize collection of something just get thrown away? Why do we form such intense bonds with objects? And yes, I think quite often about my dad and his abosolute refusal to part with certain items, most of the stuff. Gotta be genetic, the amount of stuff my grandfather had too. But those are two quite different men, neither of which were really very good influences on me. I mean they could have been much worse influences.
Thinking too much. Time to escape beyond the second half of a movie or a whole movie where a complicated storyline has to be conveyed in less than 2 hours.
best dig into a book, they last longer.
but first maybe I just need to rest.
def don't have the energy to pick up and deliver and work on installing the gallery show
was a few other things I wanted to get out of my head, maybe tomorrow.
gonna rest some more, so hopefully I can hang around a bit longer, with luck...
amor fati motherfuckers
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