Little kinks in the gears
Well, now I don't know what's up with me physically. I've been feeling a little generally off recently without really knowing what to attribute it to. I thought maybe I was working out too much, but the most recent snow storm gave me three enforced days of basically doing nothing, and it didn't seem to improve things. I've been eating well again, which is good, and today's fairly intense circuit workout left me feeling great, so that's probably not at issue. I've been sleeping a lot more, usually from 10 to 7, when I used to be crashing around midnight, but I haven't had any easier a time getting up in the morning or feeling much more rested. I had a period of this once a few years ago, and I couldn't explain it then. My best guess is that, with my fairly high-functioning body and immune system, and the fact that I haven't caught an illness in literally years, it's my body's way of fighting something off that I'm not showing outward symptoms of.
Monday saw the onset of an awful migraine, the worst one I've had in a while. I don't get them too much anymore, as my stress level hasn't been nearly as bad as it was a few years ago, and usually they're painful but not that bad. Monday's was terrible, and it hit me with the works: splitting headache, nausea, sensitivity to light and sound. I took a huge pain pill-- the 800 milligram ibuprofens I keep around for just this occasion --moments after I noticed the halo in my eye, but it didn't work at all. I probably ended up puking it up anyway. I should probably just stick my finger down my throat as soon as the nausea hits and speed up the process, as I usually feel at least a bit better after throwing up. I finally was able to sleep after that, but it cost me hours out of my day. And the headache behind my eyes wasn't totally gone until Tuesday night. Yesterday was a tense, upsetting day generally, which I don't really want to get into, but it got me so wound up I didn't relax until probably after my workout this morning.
But mysteriously, now I feel good again. Pain gone, general "off"-ness gone. I really shouldn't complain. I'm lucky to be so strong and healthy and pain-free most of the time. I guess that's why it seems to strange to me when the old machine is slightly out of tune. Just should be all the more grateful for the condition I'm in.
Monday saw the onset of an awful migraine, the worst one I've had in a while. I don't get them too much anymore, as my stress level hasn't been nearly as bad as it was a few years ago, and usually they're painful but not that bad. Monday's was terrible, and it hit me with the works: splitting headache, nausea, sensitivity to light and sound. I took a huge pain pill-- the 800 milligram ibuprofens I keep around for just this occasion --moments after I noticed the halo in my eye, but it didn't work at all. I probably ended up puking it up anyway. I should probably just stick my finger down my throat as soon as the nausea hits and speed up the process, as I usually feel at least a bit better after throwing up. I finally was able to sleep after that, but it cost me hours out of my day. And the headache behind my eyes wasn't totally gone until Tuesday night. Yesterday was a tense, upsetting day generally, which I don't really want to get into, but it got me so wound up I didn't relax until probably after my workout this morning.
But mysteriously, now I feel good again. Pain gone, general "off"-ness gone. I really shouldn't complain. I'm lucky to be so strong and healthy and pain-free most of the time. I guess that's why it seems to strange to me when the old machine is slightly out of tune. Just should be all the more grateful for the condition I'm in.