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Sunday, May 21st, 2006 01:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
caddymanHmm...
Up early today, followed by a relapse into bed and getting up rather later than anticipated. The cold seems largely to have gone, but in pulling out the troops, has left a number of bronchial booby traps that are worse when I am lying down than while I am up and about. The upshot is that last night I managed several periods of good sleep, so I am not overly tired, but the key phrase is several periods, as I woke up at least once an hour to have a healthy and enervating hack which has left my stomach muscles quite sore.
Still, the entire series of coughs must have been the equivalent of a fair number of pull-ups and will therefore stand me in good stead on the muscle tone front. Not that you can see it behind the flab tone, (less the six-pack, more the party seven, these days)of course, but hey, every little helps. (Ooo. Tesco1 moment, there).
Since the subject cropped up yesterday, as an observation from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ellefurtle, I am now wondering if I have a ritual for putting on my shoes. It was observed that many people do. I have no idea, I just put them on. Or do I?
At the time, see, I'd put my left boot on first and the question arose as to whether I always put the left one on first. I have no idea. It did occur to me to take them back off and wander about a bit before putting them back on, but of course, I'd be thinking about it then and that would influence the outcome. So now I have to devise a way of not remembering to think about it, but at the same time not forgetting to record the order directly afterwards to see if there is any pattern. I have to think about it without thinking about it.
These paradoxes task me.
1Inadvertent cultural reference proving that even this old cynic is not immune to advertising jingles.
Up early today, followed by a relapse into bed and getting up rather later than anticipated. The cold seems largely to have gone, but in pulling out the troops, has left a number of bronchial booby traps that are worse when I am lying down than while I am up and about. The upshot is that last night I managed several periods of good sleep, so I am not overly tired, but the key phrase is several periods, as I woke up at least once an hour to have a healthy and enervating hack which has left my stomach muscles quite sore.
Still, the entire series of coughs must have been the equivalent of a fair number of pull-ups and will therefore stand me in good stead on the muscle tone front. Not that you can see it behind the flab tone, (less the six-pack, more the party seven, these days)of course, but hey, every little helps. (Ooo. Tesco1 moment, there).
Since the subject cropped up yesterday, as an observation from
ellefurtle, I am now wondering if I have a ritual for putting on my shoes. It was observed that many people do. I have no idea, I just put them on. Or do I?At the time, see, I'd put my left boot on first and the question arose as to whether I always put the left one on first. I have no idea. It did occur to me to take them back off and wander about a bit before putting them back on, but of course, I'd be thinking about it then and that would influence the outcome. So now I have to devise a way of not remembering to think about it, but at the same time not forgetting to record the order directly afterwards to see if there is any pattern. I have to think about it without thinking about it.
These paradoxes task me.
1Inadvertent cultural reference proving that even this old cynic is not immune to advertising jingles.