Thanks for welcoming the wife to the blog yesterday. On the heels of her cooking, I tried to make kale chips yesterday and set off every smoke alarm in the house.
Everything in the pad smells vaguely of brush fire.
Had an interesting talk the other day with someone about how I find the time to work out as often as I do.
For me, the constant working out has less to do with things like fitness and health and more to do with just keeping my insomnia at bay.
It was my buddy Steele – who gets up at the crack of dawn five days a week to hit the gym – who impressed upon me how important fatigue is for good sleep.
Turns out that there’s an added benefit that it actually makes you smarter.
For more than a decade, [experts] have been gathering evidence of the beneficial relationship between exercise and brainpower. But the newest findings make it clear that this isn’t just a relationship; it is the relationship.
Like sleep, however, I may be singularly resistant to its benefits.
Me: It’s me. I want to start by saying that I’m fine. I may have burned something in the oven and filled the entire apartment with smoke. It’s freezing in the house because I had to open all the windows.
Her: Could you try not to be dead when I get home?
Me: Unrelated to this episode, that’s essentially my day-to-day goal.