I almost certainly did 10,000 steps yesterday. I walked/bussed in, which led to a ped reading of 5293 by the end of the working day. I then forgot to clip the pedometer on to go home, which was about an hour’s walk. By my calculations that’s ~6000 steps.
And an awful lot of time walking.
Hmm. I have suspected for a while I have a slight bipolar tendency. I have periods of intense creativity and periods of intense inertia whereas some folk seem to be able to smooth it out and be productive, to a greater or lesser extent, consistently.
Today I was singing along to the Shania Twain advert in the morning; wrote two songs while driving, but forgot them on account of not being near a recording device; thought of a use for the motor in the clapped-out duplexer unit the IT guy gave me to dispose of and re-invented a means of autonomous robot navigation; noted that if everyone in the company adopted one spoon and never shared it we would have more spoons left in the drawer than we did this morning; noted that having one bottle of milk open, while marginally reducing milk availability in the case of more than one person in the kitchen at a time, almost guaranteed that milk would be drunk before it went off, whereas allowing two open bottles of milk positively encouraged milk to go off (because, should one bottle be identifiable as the older one, people were more likely to drink from the newer, thus the older one becomes even older); and wrote a REALLY long sentence in my blog.
Also thoroughly enjoyed these pages by someone who seems to be subject to similar ebbs and flows: