Colorado Plans

Today I had plans to do things but all that got done was some laundry. Mandatory laundry. 

I had a horrible night's sleep last night. I woke up around 4:30am, had intense intestinal pain and corresponding ... runs. Every time I fell asleep, I felt the sudden impending explosion. A couple times I didn't make it. Hence the mandatory laundry.

I took immodium immediately after the first wave and it didn't kick in for quite some time, but eventually did. Ugh. Every half hour I was up and racing to the john. I played The Constant podcast (Fucking Aristotle! FUCK THAT GUY!) and in between laughing at the narration, I drifted in and out, missing sections and rewinding to get back to the spot where I was sleeping. It is an interesting enough podcast that I want to know what happens and how things end. Engaging, not like something I can just say "eh, I don't need to know how that interview works out."

I slept really well from 7:30-9:30 so that was a relief. I thought I should just stay up at 7:30 since I got up and fed the dogs and let them out, but Doug woke up too and he came out to sit with them (they sometimes come back to bed and sometimes want to play fight wrassle fight play). 

This morning Toffee came back to bed with me and Dahlia sat nice with Doug. They had good fellowship while I had some deep sleep. 

After I got up, had a coffee or two to get conscious, we booked our flights for our trip. We are headed to Denver. Doug wants to drive up to Cripple Creek and all over the mountains out there. He always plans a good trip, so he's doing his research and has the idea of where we want to drive, stay, and spend a week in a beautiful place we've never been together. 

My only time in Colorado was in 2021 for Guster at Red Rocks (refresh your memory, click here!) and Doug didn't come with, even though I wanted him to. But I had a blast with Linda and our Guster Framily. Doug has only gone through the airport there. That's it.

When I plan a trip, the hotel has to have a pool, there need to be good places to eat close by or even in the building, and I don't plan excursions, I just roll with it. Usually with Linda, Pool. Mandatory. And day drinking while we shoot the shit and hang out. 

That was a great trip. We met more Guster fans out from the East Coast, made fast friends with folks from Worcester and by my mom. It was just a great time all around. 

Different vibe though when we do a Doug trip. Doug wants to go! see! experience! and I'm there for it. I sometimes get tired and cranky because he can walk for DAYS and not get tired and he sometimes forgets I'm tough but I'm a princess. And I do enjoy at least one hang out and do very little, and day drink. 

It's one of the reasons I've been going to the gym, and pushing myself  more to just get in better shape in the next couple of months. Stamina and endurance will be very important. All those steps (20,000 some days) in Las Vegas last year inspire me to do better this year. 

Doug took a nap at 5pm, and I almost left for the gym but it was POURING out, absolute deluge. Followed by a giant wind storm all evening long. The dogs cozied up to me and we had a good long snuggle together. I think they were pent up all day, and at 11:30pm they were losing their minds playing. Normally we're all just in bed but they were absolutely wild. 

Sigh. 

Anyway. That's about it. Here's a picture from our snugglefest. Digits below.

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. 10 min. indoor quick walk, .47 miles. 5700+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

9:45am: 146
5pm: 126
11pm: 69 (tested 3 times)

food:

coffee/water
9:45am: Phentermine
11am: Metformin+glipizide 
2:30pm (much later than usual but the belly is still angry) 
6pm: Metformin+glipizide
7pm: Piece of chicken parm
vodka & diet tonic
11pm: jardiance