There are worse fates than mine, but I'm going to whine anyway
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
I have a headache. I woke at 4 a.m. with a headache, and it simply refuses to budge. I'm getting close to liver-destroying amounts of Tylenol in my bloodstream, and it still won't let go. I do not get migraines (I had one once, twenty years ago, and it was horrible), if that helps give you a scale of this pain. Bad, but not unmitigatingly awful. This one is close to making me naseauous. When that happens, I go home.
I got my first-ever tension headache when I was in law school. I recognize that making it to my 40's without ever experiencing a tension headache is a blessing. I get sinus headaches. It's kind of like having a ice pick being driven into my eyes. Combined with a tension headache, I thought I was dying. (Yeah, I'm kind of a cry baby.)
I did ride my bike to the vestry retreat last Friday. The wind was bad, but I was only completely exposed a few times. And it was a tail wind for part of it. I decided to let the husband drive me home the following afternoon because it was still pretty windy and rain was threatening. (We only get about 8" of precipitation a year here, so our rains are usually light drizzle.)
That ride was the last bit of exercise I got. We picked up our new kitten Sunday afternoon. I stayed home Monday & yesterday to watch how he and the resident cat interact. Two days of not weighing myself, not recording what I'd eaten, and getting no exercise. I guess I should be glad I only gained a few pounds!
So I'm back to logging my food intake. Exercise will have to wait until the headache subsides. I'm going to have to repeat Week 1 of the 5K Your Way. Of course, I thought I was going to have to do so anyway, so it's not that much of a let-down. The husband doesn't know it yet, but he's getting a healthy dinner. I've eaten so much salt over the past few days that I can feel my body being pulled by the moon.