Pretty much plateaued out on the bike I think. 330/30, and I'm shaky. I pushed it a bit, but I really need to work on my arms more than my legs.
Feelin' a distinct craving for boobies. Playful frolicking. I think springtime has come back into my life.
Or perhaps it's that I'm cutting back on the antidepressants, and it's the start of the tendrils of a sex drive.
Oh, that might be a bad idea.
1.) Spring. Warm, sunny weather. Short skirts, tank tops, running shorts... visible flesh. And I live close to Lake Calhoun. Perky warm spurty-spurty.
2.) Exercise and better treatment of my diabetes = improved blood flow to my nether regions. Not so much having to do with desire so much as execution.
3.) Dropping the antidepressants opens up the repression of the sex drive that is one of the side effects. And FWIU, it returns with a vengeance.
So yeah, combined, I expect I could become a tad bit... unmanageable.
Thing is, I've been feeling good lately. And it would be nice to be able to feel that even more.
Of course, with the ups come the downs, which is why I was taking them in the first place.