7.36. Waiver Wednesday: Championship Addition

So, three leagues and I made it to one championship. It is, of course, better than none. That winning league is the big money league and the pot is $1500 for the win. I’m excited for the opportunity (and the trophy). I don’t know how good my chances are entirely, but it comes down to the 4/6 matchup in a week where J.Herbo needs to beat the Rams (and a resurgent Baker Mayfield) to move towards the 5 seed and the 49rs are trying to lock in a 2 seed vs. the Raiders. I like those matchups. I like that I am going into this with a real shot. I also see that Derrick Henry has an injury designation, and he is one of my opponents top weapons. Then there is McKinnon and Freiermuth. Those two are point explosions waiting to happen. G. Wilson against the Seahawks… perhaps less so, because the Hawks really really want that win. Overall, I am projected to LOSE by 1.49 points, which is a sad state of affairs, but I can work to fix that a little if I move the Chiefs to my starting D, or luck out and find a top D (Giants???) on the wire. The chances are looking good here. I hope that I can turn this week into some serious cash.

Meanwhile, I’m looking at a 3rd or 4th place finish in the Beachborn league. I was knocked off by the mid-kid who is really surging late in the season. He faces the lady for this ‘chip and I battle… The BOT. I’m excited either way. It is a rare Two-week final, so it should pan out really well for them to use skills over simply basic luck of this week’s draw.

7.35. Reflections on a Tuesday Night

Pausing the Turnback for a closer reflection. See, today my heart rate spiked to 160/111. The internet defines that as ‘Go to the damn hospital!’ blood pressure. I didn’t go, of course, because I am me. It shuddered down to a more reasonable rate of 150/93, but that was hours ago and I am still feeling the lingering effects of hypertension. The thing is, I don’t even know why it spiked, and that is scary. While I quibble over how much of the day it cost me to try to be in hard chill mode, I need to remember that it could’ve cost me my life.

I am not yet 50, but I am a black man with high blood pressure that runs in the family. We’re not long for the earth under these circumstances. It is enough to make you think about finding value in each day and fully recognizing that each day could be the last day you have. It is also a time to be thinking about what it is going to take to get well. I’m going to need to cut back to near zero on a lot of the unhealthy eating, and I need to get rid of this excess weight even more now.

I want to live. I want to be here for my partner. I want to be here for my kids and all their big moments. I want to write the stories I’ve dreamed of all these years. I want the time to do these things, and that means doing what I need to do physically and mentally to arrive there. I am in really bad shape right now and I am afraid of what my body is trying to tell me. I need to get right. I need to do it immediately.

I may be out of chances otherwise.