Day 3: Jet Lag suuuuuuuuuuuucks
This morning saw me wake up just before my alarm at 8 o'clock after a pretty good night's sleep, having gone to bed at a responsible at respectable time of 11pm. Apart from waking up and looking at my phone a couple of times, I slept through the night pretty well, and I wasn't visited by Jon Oliver getting a piggyback from Paul Rudd around an Inception-maze-like Victorian era hotel like I was the night before. (I told you my dreams were weird).
I was off to a great start to testing out the schedule I had set myself the day before, and by the time I was out of bed and had made a coffee, breakfast was at the door.
A quick tangent about British food if I may - it sucks. Like, it's really bad. Unless you go to a Michelin starred restaurant, it's bland, boring and a bit soul destroying. The last meal I had before leaving was a full English breakfast at the airport, and the bacon I had on that plate paled in comparison to what I had this morning. Seriously, count your lucky stars that even the most boringly prepared food in this country can still beat "proper pub food" in London. 
A cheese and chive omelette with bacon and bread -
this caption is about as boring as the meal
And don't even get me started on the fact that nobody seems to know how to season food properly, or use tongs?! Ugh...
Aaaaaaaanyway, after breakfast, I got set for my daily workout, and realised that I was already very sore after even my admittedly lacklustre effort yesterday. I pushed through though, focussing a bit more on stretching and flexibility, as well as getting some longer streaks going on the skipping rope. (Over 100 today, so pretty happy with that).
After a shave and a shower, i sat down and I got stuck into a really fun comic; Resurrection Man. I frequented a second hand book seller in the depths of Camden Market over my time in London, so still have a few to go before I get stuck into some "real" books. These collected editions are great for getting to read a full arc of the story (as full as a comic book arc will ever be) but do always seem to end on a cliffhanger annoyingly. This is definitely a character I look forward to revisiting though.
Lunch was served as I finished up with my reading - a meatball sub, sandwich and cheesecake. To be honest I'm finding the lunch servings a bit weird - I'd rather see a side dish of some sort instead of 2 big loads of carbs and something as heavy as cheesecake in the middle of the day. But I am glad that I am complaining about being overfed rather than under.
Reintroduced for the New 52, hes' a cool addition to the DC universe - I very highly recommend!
The rest of the afternoon saw me working on the last couple of blog entries, before receiving an email from one of the other guests in the hotel. Another of the ADF cohort housed here at the moment had reached out with some musings of their time in Melbourne and in isolation, inspired by my insane ramblings on this here blog.
*If anybody else would like to share their experiences by the way; I'll always be very happy to read them, and can even include them as guest posts on this blog if you don't want to go through the hassle of making one yourself*
Trooper Anonymous (their chosen moniker, not mine - I was gonna go with 'General Mayhem' after watching the Lego Movie 2 on the flight over) told me how they had been away from their home and family for ten weeks now, housed in hotel accommodation similar to what we are experiencing now for that whole time, and the challenges of working in a Joint Task Force of all 3 defence branches to undertake the unprecedented task of performing a lockdown on a major city.
Their advice was similar to the plan I am trying to stick to - keep busy, pick up old books you haven't read, try and keep productive. The first few days of my quarantine have certainly flown by keeping myself occupied with this. Thanks for sharing your experience TA.
Dinner was a surprisingly spicy Green Curry - I don't know if someone in the kitchen read Day 1 post about the curry being mild and threw down the challenge, but I liked it, even if it wasn't the most photogenic of dishes. I'm curious whether others served the same were as happy with the heat though.
And this is where my best laid plans started to go awry. For all my big talk of kicking jetlag's arse, and my Circadian Superpowers, as soon as I sat down on my bed to watch TV after dinner, I was quickly nodding off. I was briefly saved by a knock on the door for a quick compliance check from SAPOL, but the damage was done, and I crawled back in to bed for a "nap" at barely 8 o'clock. Stupidly I set a timer on my phone for half an hour - hopefully enough time to refresh me just enough to stay awake for a few hours more instead of setting an alarm for 30 minutes later. Big mistake, but lesson learnt - the timer on my phone won't keep pestering me like an alarm does, it just starts running backwards, helpfully telling me that I'd overdone my nap by exactly 3 hours and 48 minutes when I finally did wake up.
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