I had an alarm for 6 bells this morning, made a quick blender drink with moo cow moo and strawberries, banana, protein powder, etc. and fed the senile cat, made sure he had plenty water.
I had a rendez-vous over at the ophthalmology clinic in the Queen Victoria Hospital, on the southeast flank of Mt. Royal. I walked over the mountain just as the sun was rising. Lordy- Mama! What a gorgeous sunrise! It is not often that I find myself walking on the mountain of love at sunrise.
When I had my eyeglasses prescription changed a few months ago, the optometrist wrote out a referral for a glaucoma examination. I really now think that she does this for all the geezers who come to see her. I do not have glaucoma. This is the second series of tests at that clinic. The ophthalmologist said there is no evidence, but started the process for me to have the same tests done next year.
My senile cat was saying, man, you don't need to go to that creepy hospital. Just have some more catnip, all will be fine. That is his solution for everything - more catnip. But I like this old, rather Gothic looking hospital. The staff in there are super-dedicated, warm people. I like everybody who has taken care of me there.
So, anyway, that sunrise walk and then the walk back home over the mountain was about 4 kilometers in total. I decided against a full-blast treadmil run at the Y today, and just went out for another 30 minute walk in the park, steady hard bop, instead. Came back home, stripped naked and did 140 pushups in 10 minutes (40-45-55). Then did 240 crunches, twists, reverse situps, etc. So, maybe a total of 5 or 6 km walked today.
Tomorrow I will go for a good treadmill run at the Y, after doing the regular clothes sorting chores at the street mission. I am about 75% returned to lung power that I had before the encounter with the supernasty flu bug.
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