Slice of Chaotic Life

Today I could not get my pulse up to normal exercise levels. It remained around 110 except when I was jogging on recently had been, but jogging was hard. My legs were tired, perhaps from yesterday, or perhaps because of the low pulse, I am not sure. I jogged as much as I could, until I was close to getting winded (I don’t want to trigger an asthma attack). Jogging was unpleasant, my legs feeling heavy. But my pulse stayed lower than it used to, and soon went back down to around 110 again. Toward the end of the hour-long walk it was up to 115 though.

Either my superpowers are manifesting more for each day, or I am sick somehow. The headache tonight argues for the second. My stress level of 2% argues for the first. (As measured by Azumio StressCheck). That’s pretty much as close to Nirvana you can come without dying, I guess.

This weird thought has been coming and going for a couple days now. That somehow the esoteric stuff may be spilling over into my bodily life. I have no idea whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. Probably it is just another coincidence.