PRIOR NIGHT’S SLEEP: Approximately 10 hours.
MORNING SUGAR: 74
BOWEL MOVEMENT (s): 1 poo this morning (see homework details below). And later in the morning, a second, more "easy" BM. "Easy" is the way to define diarrhea (satisfied? I went there). But what I find interesting, is that every two weeks or so, I have a day where my bowels are quite loose. It's as if my body is doing it's bi-monthly purge, getting rid of anything and everything. And it does seem random to me, as I've not noticed any particular pattern to when these "purges" hit. And when I have such days as this, it offers up some extra "poo anxiety", with my brain wondering, "Am I done? Will there be more, gut? Is it okay if I go out and live my life, or are you gonna have me shit 4 more times before the day is out?"
BREAKFAST: 2 cups of coffee, with half-n-half and a total of 4 Splendas. 2 pieces of peanut butter/cinnamon toast. And two sugar wafer cookies.
LUNCH: 1 can of creamy chicken noodle soup. Water to drink.
DINNER: 2 chicken tenders. 3 mozzarella sticks. For dessert, a small scoop of cookies-n-cream ice cream and a chocolate chip cookie.
SNACKS: 1 can of Hawaiian Punch -- during this morning's workout (and with my exceedingly low sugar this morning), I began to feel a little wonky, so after my workout, I had a sugar-laden soda to level things out. Evening snack: several handfuls of various chips, 2 slices of Swiss cheese, 1 diet cherry Pepsi.
EXERCISE: Full body stretch. Free weights. 400 ab crunches / sit-ups. And of course, my round trip walk (leisurely) from home to Amoeba Music.
TOTAL NO. OF STEPS: 9077.
WRITING: This blog. Over 2k words on my novel, "Island Hunters". And nothing else. I'm feeling as though I'm in a slight writing/creative slump at the moment, which is unfortunate, as I have 500 projects requiring work.
THERAPY HOMEWORK: Serious fail on my "hold it until you just can't" poop homework. Following breakfast and coffee and Miralax, I got the urge to go. So started the timer. Went to make the bed, and try to avoid thinking about it, therefore controlling it. But get this, within 5 minutes of beginning the timer, I was on the toilet. I tried, but when you gotta go, you gotta go. But, I do think with the aforementioned "bi-weekly purge", my holding out didn't stand a chance.
SOCIAL OUTINGS: Walk down to Amoeba for some vinyl shopping and then to our friends' ice cream/pizza place to catch up and have some vittles.
MEDITATIVE WRITING: 1 hour of meditative writing, resulting in over 2k words written on "Island Hunters".
READING: Again -- so damned tired and as I write, It's only 8:30pm. Perhaps a check-in with my doctor about why I'm soooo tired lately. Bottom line, feeling like diving into another Lovecraft tale, probably isn't in the cards.
HOUSEHOLD CHORES / PROJECTS: I took down the recycling. Glory be!
OTHER / MISC.: A revisit with the classic 1973 Nicolas Roeg, Don't Look Now. First time seeing since my first viewing about 22 years ago.
DID I MAKE THE BED? Yes.
DID I POOP MY PANTS? Celebrate with me! No poopy pants!
While I wasn't productive, much like yesterday's lazy day -- I didn't have the same level of anxiety... probably because I was out and about for a good chunk of the day, so my mind was otherwise engaged.
And since I didn't get much done on the writing front, it's a surprise that I'm not here currently, beating myself up mentally for being a bum. Then again, I am pretty tired...
While I wasn't productive, much like yesterday's lazy day -- I didn't have the same level of anxiety... probably because I was out and about for a good chunk of the day, so my mind was otherwise engaged.
And since I didn't get much done on the writing front, it's a surprise that I'm not here currently, beating myself up mentally for being a bum. Then again, I am pretty tired...
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