Circadian Rythm and Blues

My body has what is probably the most uncooperative circadian rythms possible ... basically it wants to be awake for eight hours, then sleep for six hours, then be awake for eight hours, then sleep for four hours.

"But," you may say, "circadian rythms, by definition, occur in 24 hour periods. You've got 26 there."

"Oh," I say, "you noticed that too, eh?"

In other words, my body doesn't operate on a 24-hour schedule. But the rest of the world does, and I have to work with that.

This week, sleep has been an issue ... I've been crashing at around 4:00, getting some sleep when I get home, then being up and productive from around 8:00 to midnight, and of course I then have to get up at 6:30-7:00 the next morning. This morning, even though I feel awake, the morning pushups were almost impossible, because my body just didn't have the energy. I did eventually get through 'em, but I sure miss those mornings where I can just bang out 20 and be done!

Ah well ... I'm bouncy right now, so I'm going to try to take advantage of that and burn through my work -- 'cause I betcha that just after lunch, I'm gonna be dead-dead-deadski...

-The Gneech

PS: In other news, KevinPease Johnson is right!

One Born Every Minute...

Sometimes two! Courtesy of lythandra...

Scientist Nabbed for SARS Scam -- make sure you read what he wanted to do with the money!

And while I'm posting semi-random bits on the topic on what a stupid world it is, check out these items snagged from blacktigr:

I want that suit!

I *still* want that suit!

-The Gneech

Arms ... Rubbery...

Well, I spent most of this evening on the Bowflex; it was more time consuming than usual because I was distracted by Looney Tunes: Back In Action in the DVD player, and because I've altered my workout. Instead of doing one set of 12 on each exercise, I've shifted to two sets of twelve. I'm hoping this will help speed up the build muscle/lose fat cycle a bit more, just because I've been doing this for quite some time now and I'm starting to get impatient.

It's not like I haven't seen results -- I have, after all, gone from 54" waist to 44" waist and that's nothing to sneeze at. But from where I started I had so far to go that it's like being on a road trip from New York to California ... somewhere around the Kansas/Colorado border you really start going, "Are we there yet?"

Anyway, so now I'm tired and sore, but happy. I've got that post-workout endorphins thing going on, plus the mental/emotional satisfaction of knowing that I'm moving forward with my fitness goals ... plus I got to watch the Looney Tunes flick again, which I have enjoyed every time. ;)

-The Gneech

PS: Also watched Lion King 1 1/2 again tonight ... it's growing on me. :) But I do wish they'd left in the ballad of Fearless Ned Buzz.