Adrian: Day 18, Laborious Day

Battled the fatigue again today. Felt drowsy and overpowered by the heat all day. Fell asleep on the couch around 2 p.m. to the smell of barbecue wafting in through the window. Woke up about forty minutes later and spent some time reading and dragging my body around.

I wonder if my body is paying off a prolonged sleep debt. Before starting PCP, I spent the last few months going to bed around 11 and getting up at 5 or 6. I must be paying it off. Emiko has been really strong this week though, and energetic; it's inspiring. Hope to hit that high soon.

At around 5 p.m., went into the back alley to do my jump ropes. Saw that it was my downstairs neighbor grilling. He had a huge mound of chicken and sausages on a tiny little grill - all to himself. Nice. Been feeling hungrier these days, but wasn't really tempted by the meat pile. He wasn't offering anyway.

I didn't feel very strong during my exercises today. Was only able to do about half the number of jumps before getting tired and having to break. Still not hitting the max on the incline pull ups and not hitting the minimum on the side shoulder flies after the first set.

My shoulders need work. Had the idea to start doing standing meditation again, as it can really strengthen the shoulders. Maybe I'll add it to my PCP routine.

Anyhow, I'm still feeling pooped so that's all for now. Hope everyone enjoyed their day.

Goodnight,
Adrian

Adrian: Day 15, Hot Hot Heat!

I jumped out of bed this morning at around 7 a.m. I was wide awake, but my body wasn't, and I stumbled my way downstairs into the white sunlight that plastered the living room. Gus followed me down and ran into the kitchen towards his food bowl. My thought generator hadn't kicked in yet, and I just kind of half-registered the warmth and the sounds of morning traffic.

I had beans and buttered toast for breakfast for the second day in a row. It was satisfactory. Also had a somewhat deformed boiled egg. It reminded me of 'Krang' from the Ninja Turtles.



The heat slowly intensified all morning and at around 11 a.m., the apartment had become an oven. It was so hot that it was difficult to move or to care about moving. At some point I stopped using my legs. There was lots of sweating, groaning and whining. It was hot for pretty much the rest of the day, and it was a chore to do chores. At around 3:30, I laid down on the couch and thought about how I didn't want to finish up my work and exercise, and I also wondered what would happen if I got heat stroke, and then I fell asleep.



I woke up an hour later, with a feeling of determination. I finished my work and I did my exercises around 5:30 or 6. By that time, there was a cool breeze outside, and I felt pretty happy, and strong. I nailed my jump ropes for the first time this week, doing sets of 250-300.

It was a pretty good day.