Day Fifteen: Here We Go Again

There are just never enough hours in the day to get everything done that I want to. I can only take so many hours out of a work day at the moment as well because every other time I think I have a handle on things, various work tasks explode in a fury of outsourced and local failures. Plus, I could really use some mutant healing factor to recover from the gym and various injuries I've sustained recently.

You probably thought this was going to be Wolverine.
Interesting Fact: Sea Cucumbers also have mutant healing factor

Fitness: Rest day from the gym due to time constraints. I spend too much time Aikido'ing and skating on Thursdays. Didn't go to the gym at lunch either because it was totally time to go for a skate instead.

Aikido: Just the Beginners class again. It's not as good as the Fundamentals class but I find teaching people techniques really highlights to yourself the important aspects of a movement. Place your feet like so, toe to toe, look where they're looking, etc. Some awesome feedback and a lot of pride and satisfaction from this evening, I think I may be coming out of my funk.

Derby: Skating. So much skating today. My legs hate me with a firey vengance and I'm in such a docile, exhausted, happy mood because of it. Me? Docile? Yes, after four and up to six hours of skating I become effectively calm. After six hours I get incredibly aggressive. So there is a sweet spot.

After four hours of skating.

 Firstly I went for a skate round the viaduct with a couple of other advanced freshies, which is great because I haven't bothered to go check out the new wharf extension thing since it was built. We ventured over to the Victoria Park skate park and were well intimidated by the youngins and their amazing scootiling skills. Then at rink time it was backwards (weaving, jumping, obstacle course!), hockey stops (kinda slid into one or two power slides... oops...) and lots of toe stop and sideways movement work. Almost developed blisters doing so much toe stop work... cautious. And then after this I headed straight back to Victoria Park and discovered I'm rubbish on half pipes, much better on rampy / jumpy bits and that concrete is kinda scary. Fell down a half pipe after thinking jumping into it would be easier than rolling over the top bar (no), and maimed myself on the side. As I lay there contemplating having jarred my vertebrae the wife said she was going to go get her phone to take some footage so I decided to leave the half pipe for later. No one records me failing.

Diet: Weetbix breakfast, making an effort to recover from a spiralling fail. Mammoth sandwich for lunch amongst tea and jaffas, I needed the energy for skating. Chocolate milk after skating (the first and second time) and then at 11.30pm when I was still downtown I went to maccas for some fuel, knowing if I went home I wasn't going to eat anything. I debated which was worse, (nothing or maccas) and realised after 5 hours of exercise today that maccas was probably better. Not particularly proud of these moments but it was very late. 

Sleep: Yes, so it was very late when I was still downtown. By the time I finally fell out of the shower at 12.15am I'm feeling a bit mangled. I wouldn't have been at Victoria Park for so long but the wife's just back from her holiday and so there was catch-up time required. 1am sleep time. More fail. With the long weekend coming up as well I'm going to have to concentrate on being firmer and getting it all under control again.

Oh wow. And there's all sorts of personal excitement and decisions going on in the background, I am really wired by the events and opportunities at the moment (so much better than Tuesday where it was all bad news and depressing times). I feel a little like I was pulled backwards through a wringer at the moment, I can only assume because of my failures on the sleep/diet fronts, but I'd rather be on top of my game to meet the current flow of activities head on. Reminder to self: it's my choice.