week two in the bag

This post could also be called

Life Without Wine. 

So much better sleep. 

Hitting all the goals 

Making an effort to stand more. 

Hot damn! 

It’s working! 

When I was sick, my HRV was 8 ms

Sleep sleep sleep

Nothing is more important than sleep.

Nothing else works of sleep is not there. 

Quality and quantity. 

New pajamas to celebrate 

New routines all around. 

Well- perhaps I won’t die this year after all. 

It was my very first (?) cardiac event. 

But I must say- when I was morbidly obese

I couldn’t climb stairs or walk 

without being out of breath. 

I had hip pain - and A Fib-

and was just a mess. 

That’s why it’s morbid. 

It fucking kills you. 

But first, it wears you down for several years.