Guess who had another alarm clock debacle and missed another class? (eye roll)
You know when you trip on something, metaphorically of course, could be a problem at work, or a misstep in your finances, it tends to perpetuate itself until you devote a large amount of attention to correcting it?
Yeah, I'm there. I've ignored several very important aspects of my routine, ie-training, eating well, and taking care of my body, in order to divert more attention/energy to the larger, more vocal parts, ie-house buying, work, that suddenly, my body is screaming for help. Literally screaming: I had a large outbreak of hives paired with debilitating fatigue last week. In spite of the huge red welts on my face and body, I continued to ignore the pleas. Now, little body o' mine has basically reached critical mass and I'm headed straight for uber-sick-ville if I don't turn this car around.
I've forgotten the most critical reason why I do the wackadoodle things I do with my training, with my diet, with my determination:
......so that I'm capable of handling stress. Without it, I'm defenseless. Either you crush it, or it crushes you. Stress does not negotiate with your needs.
The energy required to climb back from this neglect is a lot more than if I had just continued the upkeep as per usual. The slight edge has been working against me.
I will hopefully have good news on the house front soon, but it's hard to say at this stage. So much is still hanging around in the ether, nothing solid yet, and it's driving me insane. If I'm going to survive this, I need to swap the beer for push ups. Stat.
Hear that, dear doppelganger? Time for you to G-T-F-O.
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