Dumb Move
I went on a 2 mile walk yesterday with Sensei Glen.
We walk together at least 2x a week and he's awesome. Very tolerant. We agree on NOTHING politically and have these fights on the street as we wind our way in and out of his neighborhood. It is really kind of funny.
But the other day, feeling invincible, I wasn't paying attention and I went out at 4pm having not eaten all day, just a couple of cups of coffee and off we went.
We were about half way through, the farthest out we were going to get and we were in direct sunlight, no shade anywhere near us and I started to shake out. I had water, but not my usual water spiked with OJ, so it really wasn't helping.
My hands were shaking and we must have stopped at least 5 times on the way back. I thought I was going to start throwing up bile.
The thing is: I know better.
I know that I need to feed my body and hydrate correctly. I totally get it. But for some reason I just was ready to take on the world and DEAR HEAVENS did I fail. We got back to the house, I hydrated and they gave me some cheese and I felt better. Thank God my friends are so amazing and just let me shake out in their house and eat their cheese, cause it's a 45 minute drive home and I needed to settle down.
Here I am self sabotaging again. Yikes.
We walk together at least 2x a week and he's awesome. Very tolerant. We agree on NOTHING politically and have these fights on the street as we wind our way in and out of his neighborhood. It is really kind of funny.
But the other day, feeling invincible, I wasn't paying attention and I went out at 4pm having not eaten all day, just a couple of cups of coffee and off we went.
We were about half way through, the farthest out we were going to get and we were in direct sunlight, no shade anywhere near us and I started to shake out. I had water, but not my usual water spiked with OJ, so it really wasn't helping.
My hands were shaking and we must have stopped at least 5 times on the way back. I thought I was going to start throwing up bile.
The thing is: I know better.
I know that I need to feed my body and hydrate correctly. I totally get it. But for some reason I just was ready to take on the world and DEAR HEAVENS did I fail. We got back to the house, I hydrated and they gave me some cheese and I felt better. Thank God my friends are so amazing and just let me shake out in their house and eat their cheese, cause it's a 45 minute drive home and I needed to settle down.
Here I am self sabotaging again. Yikes.