Monday, November 11, 2013

Fall Chart

SUN MON TUE WED THU FRI SAT
SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP
morning morning morning morning morning morning morning
HOME
Cooking
Cleaning
WORK
 
HOME
Cooking
Cleaning
WORK
 
HOME
Cooking
Cleaning
WORK
 
HOME
Cooking
Cleaning
HOME
Systems
WORK
 
PASTIME
 
WORK
 
PASTIME
 
WORK
 
PLAY^
intensity
PLAY
referee
PLAY
practice
PLAY^
 
PLAY^
duration
PLAY
scrimmage
PASTIME
 
PASTIME
 
evening evening evening evening evening evening evening
SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP

Yeyyy, finally fall. Post champs. Preseason.

A full, balanced life. WORK three days a week. HOME four days a week, I have retooled my cooking practices into four smaller practices, cleaning as clean can, and grocery and laundry subsumed under cooking and cleaning. PLAY six days a week, but balanced as you will see in tomorrow's fitness chart. Still holding at four blocks of PASTIME, I guess that's how it's gonna be. I sort of forcibly sit myself on the couch on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons to ensure that I have enough energy to train my Tuesday evening client and for Thursday evening scrimmage, which starts this week; sometimes I nap, sometimes I watch television, sometimes I blog. Not gonna lie, by Friday I'm on fumes and usually just want salmon and broccoli dinner and television on the couch. We don't have a dining room or a dining room table, I don't know if I've ever told you that? We eat on the couch watching television, which is supposedly against the rules. Meh, other people's rules. Anyway the only thing about Fridays is that Juanna has a monthly thing on Fridays that I looove the idea of, just leaving the house was not a possibility for the first one, actually I was minding the kids for the second one, and I hauled myself on my bike and got to the third one. Ate half a fried chicken, drank a beer, talked to people, and even talked to people I didn't know. So some Fridays I might go out, and anyway going out on Saturdays is actually less imaginable. I started Nora on heavy weights and I figured as long as the weights were out, I might as well lift them. Let me tell you, Nora is strong. I can't lift as much as Nora, and I'm not an unstrong person. I'll tell you more about that later but the upshot is that when you do that heavy work, your body just wants to zzzzz, speaking of sleep. Sleep is zzzzzero problem for me. Or well, the only problem is waking up in the middle of the night because my body hurts. Or well also, waking up in the middle of the night because I'm hungry.

Early fall was a little bit static-y and it's because I have more signal coming in, like I said, an uptick in work, an uptick in training, and actually a little downtick in derby but that still leaves a lot. It took a bit to adjust and figure out where everything could go, and so we bid a fond farewell to sacred Tuesday taco nights. That means I'm down from three to two free nights, the rule used to be I had one night to stay in, one night to see people, and one night to switch; and now there's less to play with. Or less to pastime with, I should say. I still need that one night to stay in, alone time is not negotiable for me. So that leaves one night, and I'm sort of glossing over maybe alone time with boyfriend should be non-negotiable. Which would leave no nights.