Back at work for the first of seven graveyard shifts…
At the end of my shift, I ate a box of leftover emergency protein and nuked frozen mixed vegetables.
I went home and ate some coconut products and a wee bit of dark chocolate before I drove to Lil-O’s school for another nursery school orientation. I kept my eyes open but I can’t promise I wasn’t snoozing.
When I finally came home, I filled and preheated the water oven to 134 F and dunked in the pork chop packets so they’d cook while I slept. Then, I stumbled to the bed and conked out.
When I woke up in the evening, I stir-fried some spigarello with bacon and onions…
…and roasted a tray of spiced mini portobello mushrooms in the oven.
Here’s my dinner plate:
After dinner, I ran to Philz Coffee to fill up my thermos and, upon my return, practiced some things I
suck at need to improve on: wall balls, push-ups, pistols, and double-unders. I can assure you I wasn’t grinning through this workout – it hurts like hell to be bonked in the head by a 10-pound medicine ball over and over again. I’m convinced my neck is now even shorter than normal.
Then, I packed my meals for work and set off for the hospital again.0