I went to my second session for my cardiac rehab today. When I got out I realized something – I have better eyesight after the workout. Coincidence? Nah. I think it’s because I get the blood flowing more.
My goal is to get back to where I was when I was 18 or 19, only in better shape. People will say “oh, it can’t be done,” but I think they’re just defeatist BS-mongers. There is no way I’d survive without civilization in my current shape, so that’s how it ties in to this here blarg. I intend to be a parkour crazy-man before I skip out to the woods for any length of time. Of course, by that time there will be no more cardiac medication whatsoever. If I need aspirin, I’ll drink birch tea.