06:38… history has shown us that the human race can settle. It's rare for somebody to find their perfect match for mating. Some people do, sure. A lot of people just find someone to procreate with. The belief that they have found "a love that will last forever" seems a bit hopeful, at best.
Humans are still animals and the construct of marriage is only given a goal to build towards, thanks to our special brains and other beliefs that we have constructed.
I have never felt the need to get married and procreation didn't appeal to me, as a true desire. If something happened along the way, I would have just accepted it and made the best of a new situation.
A lot of these regular constructs in human life have seemingly evolved from religion and trying to pass that off as "absolutely correct" is silly, because religion, as a whole, has swung and missed on numerous occasions.
06:56… I had that thought and wanted to write it down before I got out of bed. There are a ridiculous amount of spelling mistakes, which can and will be edited out later.
Oh, another thought did pop into my head this morning… I may have said that I have quit the second Bipasha Challenge, but there is that part of me that won't try as hard for it. I'm still going to work on my streaks, that's a given, but if my brain wants to find its way to 25k, who am I to say no?
07:02… okay, now it's time to get up.
07:21… alright, I’m up and at the computer.
I had another thought… any, if not all religions, likely evolved from a man asking all the major questions, like “where did we come from?” came up with the idea that it was a higher power that put us here on the Earth, since major scientific research was thousands of years from properly answering that question or giving us a small inkling for how we might have come to be. When he told all of his friends about his theories, he really sold the ‘higher power’ idea and likely constructed the idea that this higher power can see all and has some control over all. Being the salesman that he was, he managed to coerce some other people into this new belief and really made a stink, when somebody disagreed.
This basically writes itself. This clearly happened more than once throughout the world and there were adaptations to the root of the story to be beneficial to the location and the people it was sold to and that would be why there are so many religions in the world.
It’s a lesson on how to over complicate life, to theoretically make things more understandable.
07:36… okay, that little brainstorm has passed, let’s get to work.
Lung recruitment: job number one, no problem.
Shorts change: I stayed with the green & oranges today.
Made the bed: I tidied up the bed.
Bottle empty: emptied the bottle.
Wash up: the hot water was slow to arrive, but eventually came through.
Weigh-in: weighed in.
Computer logged on: said ‘good morning’ to Elle.
Pills and vitamins: the morning dose was taken.
Deodorant: sprayed, yes.
Voltaren/Diclo10%: splashed, yes.
Moisturiser: dolloped and spread, yes.
Shoulder brace: the brace went on okay.
Shirt change: the older greyish blue shirt today.
Head start: (07:43) forgot to clean the PowerBreathe too (it’s on the reminder), so straight to the 20-minute timer.
08:03… 2.6k steps only. Nothing else. A Bayern Munich match was on TV, but that didn’t get me too excited. I didn’t swing my arm for any help, but I might later on.
Email:
Main account: not a whole lot here.
Gmail: my Google One receipt was here.
Upper Deck: the free pack was collected.
Facebook: the headline memory was a walk with Benny a year ago. Two birthdays, one worth a nod. There were a lot of likes given out and a lot of posts skipped, because I didn’t like them (ha ha). The memories had a walk from a year ago, as mentioned, and one from two years ago. Do I dare go out for one today?
Twitter: just a selfie from Crystal to brighten up that feed.
Fitbit:
Steps yesterday: 26.1k, the sixth week is done.
Floors: 16 floors.
Active Minutes: 186 minutes.
Active Heart: 93 Zone minutes.
Active Hours: 10/10.
Sleep: 449 minutes.
Weight: 171.8 pounds.
Stress Management: 79.
Readiness: 42.
RHR: 68 bpm.
Water: I’m on my second and both have been logged.
Google Calendar: my reminder to get Jeremy’s help tonight is on for today.
Budget: the monthly bank fees came out yesterday, which I wasn’t expecting. That was the only thing of note there that wasn’t already mentioned yesterday.
Fantasy Hockey:
My roster dropped to the bottom after a weak Saturday. Today has some potential to make that up before the end of the week.
Sports Interaction: my 8-game parlay was a winner, $17 in the tank. The method paid off. Six games today, two 3-game parlays were made. A smart one and the other one was mostly feeling. Neither pays greatly, but what can you do?
08:54… tunes are on and Mom has appeared for a chat.
09:18… Mom, Tegan and Bipasha have all started to chat. Craziness.
09:22… the Sunday physio is a go.
Bosu Ball: (09:42) I forgot to swing my arm, the 2 floors on there now were from me just milling about. 5.5k and 12 Zone minutes was the score there.
Physio Exercises
Warm Ups
Side Shuffle: 20 laps, head up and focusing on the right foot.
Single leg stands with a pole: 5 stands on each leg, 5 head turns on each stand
4 Square Tiles, eyes up & head turns: 10 laps
March in place at the sink, shoulder checking: 10 shoulder checks both sides
Left hand/head resistance: 10 pushes/pulls
Chin tucks: 5 tucks x the count of 30
Squeeze the orange ring: 50 squeezes (10:05)
Upper Body
Pull the band on the sliding door, between 6pm and 11pm, lead with the back of the hand: 80 pulls blue
Curls: 40 x 10 lbs. curls
Rows bent over: 20 x 35 lbs. rows
Scapular plane eccentric lowering: 10 x 10 lbs. (10:14)
Lower Body
Right leg weight step ups on step board: 40 step ups
Bottle lid taps with my toes with head turns: 60 taps
Sink squats with elastic: 50 squats
Single leg extended back squats: 30 squats (10:24)
Bosu Ball: (10:46) the timer has completed. 8.7k, 18 Zone minutes and 9 floors.
Protein shake: a shake and a banana today.
10:06… Dad has called and he’ll be coming in today and we’ll go for lunch and stop at Made by Marcus.
10:50… the physio is done. The last session on the ball got me thinking, if I’m going to Made by Marcus, what is the name of that girl? I searched a bit on my phone and it didn’t take me long to find Isabella. I’ll have to casually include the memory recall, if she’s there. I like it when a plan comes together.
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