April 2026

This week was largely uneventful, stretches most mornings without exercises or incident. Sunday was an early start with a late night so I skipped it. There weren't many energy sinks in the week either, I found I didn't get the job I interviewed for the previous week and decided to look at other, more freelance, ways to make a living. I've set myself up with a bit of a productivity schedule for the day and have been using it to submit flash fiction to literary journals and see if I can make something of myself in that space.

Hopefully it will motivate me to write these posts actually weekly so I can stay on time with the postings. There's currently a 7 week delay on publishing each exercise diary post so I have a buffer, best not to need it. This schedule is designed to help me manage my fatigue as well. If I'm writing at my own pace, I can work from bed, sleep through the day or write when I can't sleep. Maybe I'm too optimistic but I have to try.

With the various lurgies dying down and the underlying health conditions largely behaving themselves, it's back to business with the morning stretches. I'm leaving out the core work and the planned back and shoulder work for this week as I think easing back into it is better than burning all the way out. My cats have decided that the calf stretching is prime time for trip hazards. They've never winded around my legs as much as when I'm staring at a wall trying to get a stretch out of it.

This week's energy expenditure has been really weird. The interview on Monday was a full work day, no lunch, of scenarios and interviews. All social interactions and heavy thinking. It was a great experience and I didn't have a huge energy crash after like I expected, the next day I was still hyped up from it. I spent a lot of time writing for most of the rest of the week, nipped out for a crafts club meeting on Friday evening and generally felt good about it.

Sunday was a hard day, I skipped the workout in the morning as I was going all day and needed the extra sleep to make it through. A lot of emotion at the Quaker Meeting in the morning was hard to manage, followed by reviewing my Grandma's possessions her house gets sold to pay for the care home she's recently moved into. I got home late having been out all day, drank 2L of coke ate the biggest chocolate bar I could find and absolutely crashed out.

Another week of no exercises or stretches. The tail end of the con crud followed by the post-crud fatigue made me still quite shaky so instead of making myself worse, I took this extra week to adjust to not being exhausted again. I did travel 2 hours by bus to help my Mum build and adjust her new dressmaking body form. I did, unfortunately, overdo it so spent the rest of the week trying to be a human and ending up asleep wherever I set myself, waking up frustrated and then falling asleep again.

Which isn't ideal, as I have an interview on Monday and bunch of pre-work and research to do.

This week was a no go. While last weeks allergy attack finished, my period and an echo of the con crud had me completely unable to function. So doing the stretches and muscle building activities were making me shake and feel dizzy and I decided that probably wasn't the move.