I feel yucky and bored
Blaaaaah
I am so bored right now. I am actually sick and supposed to be “in bed getting better”, but mostly I’m just bored. I got nine hours of sleep last night and don’t feel sleepy anymore. I know I should probably rest up and get better, so I think I might take today off from everything. Poor self. I am so uncaring to it sometimes, so maybe today I will be nice to it for once.
Like yesterday - I had the Houston water polo tournament that I seriously considered not going to, but ended up going to it because we had exactly the amount of players needed to play, meaning no subs. Fun fun. I woke up Sunday morning and my throat was hurting fit to kill, but I had some orange juice and a vitamin C, and figured I was good to go. We got to Houston and I had felt okay on the ride over, so I thought I would be fine to play. Just before warm up though, I started feeling uncomfortably warm, then like I was burning up. I thought it was weird that I was so hot, seeing as I am world famous for shivering my brains out during tournaments. My coach felt my arm and commented that I felt really hot. We exchanged looks, and I said, “It’s okay, I’m good to go”. Blair came over asked if I wanted Advil, which is apparently a fever reducer. Heck yes, so I popped it down and jumped in the water. I proceeded to play well, but felt really weird and spacey and really freaking warm the whole time.
My weird warmness finally went away somewhere during the first quarter of the second game, and I started feeling better. I figure that fever was only very slight, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to play at all. Tournament final scores:
6-6 tie, 11-7 loss. But these are the same high school girls that kicked our asses to the tune of 20-2 my freshman year, and 13-3 my sophomore year. I think we have made some definite improvement, oh yes.
One of the fun things about being a small person who wears rec specs is that other players will often think I am a weak player. Sometimes when I get the ball on the outside, my guard will often drop off of me to double guard someone else, operating under the assumption that any shot I make will not go in. Little do they know that I have spent the better part of this season practicing outside (meaning a ways from the goal) and lob (arcing shots that look like basketball shots) shots, so when this dropping off occurred this weekend, I tossed a lob right into the goal. Suckers. My guards did not drop off of me after they realized their mistake.
I’m just glad I’m not too sick right now. It was a really great weekend overall, but now my guts are punishing me for not considering them into my weekend equation. I think I’ll spend the rest of day chugging water and cracking out on vitamin C. I know that my body can only absorb so much vitamin C, but it makes me feel good to take lots of it. I think vitamin C is the only thing I intentionally overtake, only because I know it is a water soluble thing, so any extra you take in just runs through your body. My thinking is that I want to give my body as many opportunities as it wants to absorb more.
Blah blah blah I am so boring right now, I know, but there’s nothing else to do other than type to this thing. I guess I’ll go back to bed and read or something.