Nothing about nothing
Sep. 8th, 2012 11:11 amIt still seems weird to me that even a lowish stress trip like this so completely wipes me out. How can I get my job done if a few days on the road is so exhausting?
I have never been less prepared as I was for this case, but I was fortunate to have accurately forecast how easy the case was. I was either adequately or over-prepared.
I think I had some of the worst coffee I've ever had in that hotel. It's one thing to taste shitastic, but the 3 cups of joe I just had in b'more this AM have me full of intense conversation and euphoria (or absence of pain). Janna suggested taking my coffee on the road, and while it seems silly on the one hand, it may be the better alternative than the swill that didn't get me high. It's like the difference between homegrown and street heroin - how much dope am I getting when doping?
I'm so scared of going to the gym today - I'm having to make up for my program after traveling to a place with no gyms, but my injury is particularly bad and painful. Still, that fear is better than the amount of ass-chair time I've had over the past 5 days. Hours in an airport, hours on a plane, hours in a car, ugh. Sitting AND captive, ugh. My poor ass. It needs some luvin.
Yeah I said that. What?
I have never been less prepared as I was for this case, but I was fortunate to have accurately forecast how easy the case was. I was either adequately or over-prepared.
I think I had some of the worst coffee I've ever had in that hotel. It's one thing to taste shitastic, but the 3 cups of joe I just had in b'more this AM have me full of intense conversation and euphoria (or absence of pain). Janna suggested taking my coffee on the road, and while it seems silly on the one hand, it may be the better alternative than the swill that didn't get me high. It's like the difference between homegrown and street heroin - how much dope am I getting when doping?
I'm so scared of going to the gym today - I'm having to make up for my program after traveling to a place with no gyms, but my injury is particularly bad and painful. Still, that fear is better than the amount of ass-chair time I've had over the past 5 days. Hours in an airport, hours on a plane, hours in a car, ugh. Sitting AND captive, ugh. My poor ass. It needs some luvin.
Yeah I said that. What?