I'm HEALED!!
Man. That was a fantastic weekend. Between 6 pm Fri and 5:15pm Sunday, I left home for only 3.5 hours Sat for a football game and 2 hrs Sat night for an on-call outreach. I took the opportunity to hole up inside, safe from the rain and bad men/women, catch up Lost and Sopranos and some movies I've put off, watched football, slept, rested, read, wrote. As that Mariner's guy and many car bumpers would say... My oh my.
After 5 on Sunday when I was finished being on call I made a dash to the store (x3 to find the right detergent), then met up w/ KK to have dinner, drinks and see 3:10 to Yuma at the Big Picture. That was a great way to wrap things up.
Yesterday I took some pictures of myself. They were topless. Gross, I know. I was inspired by a horrible sight I'd seen earlier in the day. Meant to be motivation to get off my ass and exercise. Seriously.
Well - this morning I awoke in what I thought was the middle of the night, w/ a headache. Got up, took some Advil, went back to bed, couldn't go back to sleep. I decided to look at the time. I think I said, out loud to myself, 'I think it's about 2:30'. It was 6:34. I turned over again, but quickly had the thought 'I've already slept all night and don't feel close to going back to sleep. I could go run.' I let it pass, but it circled back around due to those photos flicking past like a fast paced slide show when I closed my eyes. I literally SPRANG to my feet and hurried out the door so I couldn't change my mind. I knew if I got out and ran my headache would disappear instantly. It did. And today I feel tremendous! Like the sun is shining straight up my bum! (Would that feel good? I'm not so sure.)
I slept only 6.5 hours Sat night, and probably the same last night. I wasn't tired yesterday, and I got up when I did only because I intended to take a nap. It never happened, and I made it easily through the day and evening. Am I aging to that point where you can only sleep like 2 hours a night and your body just adapts? *blegggh*
After 5 on Sunday when I was finished being on call I made a dash to the store (x3 to find the right detergent), then met up w/ KK to have dinner, drinks and see 3:10 to Yuma at the Big Picture. That was a great way to wrap things up.
Yesterday I took some pictures of myself. They were topless. Gross, I know. I was inspired by a horrible sight I'd seen earlier in the day. Meant to be motivation to get off my ass and exercise. Seriously.
Well - this morning I awoke in what I thought was the middle of the night, w/ a headache. Got up, took some Advil, went back to bed, couldn't go back to sleep. I decided to look at the time. I think I said, out loud to myself, 'I think it's about 2:30'. It was 6:34. I turned over again, but quickly had the thought 'I've already slept all night and don't feel close to going back to sleep. I could go run.' I let it pass, but it circled back around due to those photos flicking past like a fast paced slide show when I closed my eyes. I literally SPRANG to my feet and hurried out the door so I couldn't change my mind. I knew if I got out and ran my headache would disappear instantly. It did. And today I feel tremendous! Like the sun is shining straight up my bum! (Would that feel good? I'm not so sure.)
I slept only 6.5 hours Sat night, and probably the same last night. I wasn't tired yesterday, and I got up when I did only because I intended to take a nap. It never happened, and I made it easily through the day and evening. Am I aging to that point where you can only sleep like 2 hours a night and your body just adapts? *blegggh*