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Sleep and health and fitness, oh my! August 5, 2008

Posted by notatumor in health.
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Fuck!

My experiment with ‘getting up early’ because all I seem to be getting is 5 hours of sleep at a time didn’t work out so well.  I woke up after about 3.5 hours of sleep and then was in/out (every been 1/2 sleep?  I don’t know how to explain how you’re awake but you’re not) and then proceeded to lay in bed for the next several hours.

I was really planning on doing my 5 hours of sleep, getting up, and going to the gym.  Guess I’ll have to do the gym after the coffee date thing tonight.

Now, I know that 5 hours of sleep isn’t normal.  I usually got 6-7, but for some reason my dial has been reset to 5 hours (during some of the most depressing PYT stuff, I got like 3 hours, but I knew what that was because I had the whole ‘pressure in my chest feel depressed stuff.  Not getting that now).  So I’ve decided to take advantage of it and get more things done, right?  I managed to get a lot of my room clean that I wanted late last night.  I just wasn’t able to do anything this AM other than putt around.

Putting around is fun though.  zooooooom.  Mobwars.  Gotta buy some hotels.

Trying to convince my body to lose *fat* not just weight is tough.  I’ve lost weight but the bodyfat scale says it’s the same % that I have.   Yeah – I know they’re not accurate – but they’re accurate to themselves, so if the number isn’t moving *that* is probably accurate.

Ah well.  I’ve been slacking for the last couple of weeks (only exercising 3 times a week) rather than the every day I should be.  Hopefully this mini-vacation over the weekend will reset me so I’m out riding and/or hitting the gym again.  At least I’m not *gaining* any weight.

But the fact I didn’t hit the gym this AM is pissing me off.  sigh.  I am sooooo not a morning person, even if I am waking up at 5am these days.

But I’d really like to get 6-7 hours of sleep.  Whoever touched my ’sleep’ dial and changed it to 5 hours needs to get the shiat beat out of him.  Unless of course, it was me, in which case I want to know how I did it.

Meh.

GET TO THE GYM.