Showing posts with label routine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label routine. Show all posts

An Average Day

Ring Necked Plover 2018
Dead Creek, Addison, Vermont

Up, wash, dress and make coffee is how my day begins. I journal, computer, online, and then have a restful prayer or ponder moment before I move to do anything. There are days I make breakfast, and days I don't eat until lunch time. Counting my errands' stops, there are about eleven places with an average of 3 or 4 on one day. There are days when I go nowhere. I live a small life in reality, and a medium global life online.

When I'm home from food shopping, if there isn't something sweet (fruit, soda, chips, baked goods) or crispy greasy to have, then I feel like I didn't buy anything to eat. I rarely buy those things. Thus, I often have a hungry vibe going on for what to eat. 

Forage style eating is how I consume food. Whatever is the easiest to access for a nice chomping moment, that is what I will grab first. For that reason, I put a ban on my buying peanut butter (to stop myself from snacking on big spoons of peanut butter). 

Here's the kicker. I think my average days are normal, like lots of other folks. I don't engage in anything unusual, except maybe sometimes hours of sitting in a chair depressed and napping. 

The depression slump I've posted about is finally lifting. I increased my vitamin intake; and, get more sleep more often. 

August at Dead Creek
Addison, Vermont
2018

This morning I went through photograph folders for 2018. The bird pictured here didn't have a name. Searching the area online, I found a page with the bird under a different name, Baird's Sandpiper.  It took a few searches from remembering it as a plover, to find the right identification. If I am wrong, then please leave a comment.

Excercise: The Stretch

The warm up and stretching are a priority. Cold muscles are grumpy muscles. Grumpy muscles are an injury waiting to happen (like what happened this morning leaning over the dust pan).

On my right side, I felt a muscle cramping up. Immediately I stop what I'm doing when that happens. As slight and brief as the muscle cramp was, the area is still tender.

No matter what age, I believe, stretching is a component of keeping yourself healthy.

I learned in the late 1980s when taking martial arts instruction, stretching my muscles properly is as important as the action itself. Sitting on the floor in a leaning position with my head on the floor, I nearly fell asleep, I was that relaxed. The sensei explained to me to follow the right amount of stretching.

This morning is a wake up call. I am old. Stretching must be a daily routine. The odd moment of remember to stretch something isn't enough. A routine for all muscles at my ability level is the best way for me to keep healthy.

Harvard Medical School, Harvard Health Publishing


American Heart Association