If I didn't have this dog park obligation, I'd be sleeping until 10 AM because my natural sleep cycle is from roughly 1 AM to 9 AM. That's 8 hours that I'm not getting. I'm not a morning person, and I'm never going to be. If I could get enough sleep, I'd probably be a lot happier though. There's something to be said for Night Owls though, as long as they get enough sleep. Click here to read that article.
My two-day experiment with generic timolol couldn't have ended soon enough as my eyes seem so much drier and itchier than before. There's definitely a difference between the generic version and the branded drug, Timoptic. Now the only question is whether I should give my eyes a break and not take either for a week, just to reset and allow all the itchiness to dissipate. It's tempting, especially since using a beta blocker really impedes feeling good about exercise. I never correlated a higher HR while exercising with that endorphin rush until I started taking this. I can understand why people don't want to take meds even if they're "life saving" but I'm going to struggle through this; I know that when I stick with the routine, I can push through and my HR gets to where it should be and the mileage gets better.
There are two people on ellipticals when I arrive at the gym, and I don't have the energy to fuss with the problematic machines #3 and/or #4. So, I get on a cross-trainer and do 25 minutes there instead. I don't like the cross-trainer as much since anything more than straight low-level pedaling leads to shin splits or foot-numbing toe tingling. It's something to do with the way the pedal rotates on its track. My fatigue catches up with me on the pull-ups, and I'm barely able to do a dozen. That was uncharacteristically hard today: sleep deficit exacerbating the beta blocker effects.
Usually, when I'm sleep-deprived I skip the gym and take a nap instead. But it's Friday and I won't be hitting the gym again until Monday, and I already took Wednesday and Thursday off to taxi my kid to all his appointments. The good news is that his mouth is healing nicely from all the extractions. But he still needs several more aligners to fix his underbite. Maybe by next year he'll have a smile he likes.
After my dismal pull-ups, I have no problems completing sets at the Seated Cable and then the triceps routine with Skull Crushers and Rip Skulls. The gym is full of kids, and then it's not. Some are wearing crocs and I'm surprised, but I shouldn't be. At least they're not barefoot. The Senior class ends and I see a woman carrying a net bag of plastic balls while someone else wheels out a handcart of chairs. By the time I get to the Aerobics Room there is only one guy there who I've never seen before.
He's doing a weird half-squat motion, then stalking halfway across the room to stop and do another dozen half-squats. He does this all over the Aerobics Room and I find it annoying because I'm looking for a single spot to place a mat and do my own routine. I noticeably exhale WTF when he gets too close as I'm doing hip stretches. Seriously dude, you've got the entire Aerobics Room. Stop crowding me! Ugh. It's better once he leaves and no one else comes in. Wall Sits are easier than last time, but that's probably because I had cut my cardio down by 10 minutes. And I'm too tired to make it up with the Step Machine.
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