I don’t know what it was I ate, or if it was a combination of things I ate and things that happened, but I woke up with queasy innards and no strength this morning. I’ve spent most of the day so far (it’s almost 2pm as I write this) in bed, with occasional bouts of hopping online to write emails and read stuff.
That’s right, not only do I have a difficult time getting to sleep but I also have a digestive system that seems to enjoy making my life truly unpleasant on an occasional (but still too frequent) basis. Am I a catch or what? Ladies, don’t all rush me at once. Heh.
Now, however, I’m showered and dressed and must go forage for foodstuffs, ’cause no matter how upset my body may be, it’s also absolutely craving decent nourishment. Since I haven’t exactly been a frequent shopper lately (bad roomie, no biscuit… literally) the cupboards are surprisingly bare of simple, basic foodstuffs I can put together without relying on (nonexistent) cooking skills. Whoops. My paycheck is only a few days away, right?
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5 responses to “Once again, my body hates me.”
So cooking lessons are in order you say? We can start with very simple things and work from there.
My body hates me too. It’s been hating me ever since I started wrestling.
It seems my body and I don’t get along…
Kyla: Perhaps…
Spud: Dude, your body’s never before been asked to engage in prolonged, repeated strenuous activity. If you keep it up, your body will adjust accordingly and you’ll probably find yourself in better shape overall for the trouble.
Perhaps you say? I think it’s a grand idea that we should do *hides*
And Spud, your body will adjust accordingly the more you use those muscles you’re using for wrestling and exercise. And ditto what your dad said too.
I concur…and I know John does too. I also can sympathize with what you are going through. I have to get my muscles back from the dissappearing act they pulled this last year.