I dragged myself out of bed this morning after a deep and unmoving night of sleep. All day I just couldn’t get myself going. Didn’t matter what I was doing. It was freezing and windy. Despite a reasonable mood I felt disconnected and weird. I forced myself to ride, since I would have been impossible to deal with if I had not accomplished something. As the day finally wrapped up in the barn all I could think about was climbing into the tub with a book and getting warm. So, tub happened, book did not. I think I fell asleep pretty quick, since the book never moved from the side of the tub. I am one of those odd individuals that can actually sleep in a tub. Don’t ask me how. Been known to happen before. With horses they have the ability to lock their joints so they can sleep standing up. They can become completely relaxed and fall asleep without moving. similarly, think I just don’t move, better than drowning I guess.
Eventually I stirred from my sleep when my body got a little too cold. Still frozen I shuffled past my partner and said I was taking a nap. “Now”? yeah, now at 7pm.
I’ve just awoken from a bizarre frozen shivering sleep. Where is that fucking Airborne…thought I had dodged a bullet since it is coming up on on 6 days post race. Guess my immune system isn’t all systems go right now. That long run I had scheduled in my brain for tomorrow is looking unlikely. If I can get a couple done I’ll be thrilled. Plan for now- sleep. sleep and more sleep. oh, and mom’s 75th birthday party tomorrow night.