A Bad Idea

This day needs to end.

I need to go home now.

Why?

It all started with losing 3 coupons for buy-1-get-1-free entrées at Noodles. I SWORE that I put them in my bag. Then, when it was time to go to lunch, I could not find the coupons anywhere. I dumped out the entire contents of my bag...twice! They were not in there. Where could they be? I couldn't remember putting them anywhere else. We drove home from work so that I could look in all the various places where I might have put them. Now, let me tell you, at this point, it was not about saving $5 on a bowl of Noodles; it was about proving to myself that I am not losing my mind! The Noodles coupons were never found, and we ended up having sushi for lunch, an upgrade some might say, but nonetheless, I have no proof that I am not losing my mind.

Back at work that afternoon, I was listening to one of the podcasts that I subscribe to, and it happened to be about holistic eating. One of the topics covered had to do with preventing memory loss. Two suggestions were: take cod liver oil, and stop drinking so much coffee. In an act of desperation, I decided to try both. I purchased cod liver oil tablets at the grocery store that night, and the next morning, I drank no coffee! I was bracing for the worst. I've had caffeine headaches before. I know they suck, but usually they last one day, and then it's done. Well, I gotta say, Day 1 with no coffee wasn't so bad. I had a mild headache, and a mild feeling throughout my body that something was missing, but no major head trauma. I figured I got off lucky this time. Then Day 2 came.

I woke up this morning with a mild ache in my head. Nothing I couldn't handle. That mild ache quickly escalated to incredible pain by around 9:30 am. I ate some food. That seemed to keep it at bay for a while. The unbearable throbbing returned again at around 11. No problem, I'll just eat some more food. I made Jordan take me to Qdoba where I ate my entire Naked Burrito in silence since any extra movement, including jaw movement and eye contact was painful. I was seriously considering making a purchase from the next-door Caribou Coffee, but I resisted. I told so many people that I was 'going off' coffee; I couldn't be caught in the act. When I got back to work, it was all I could do to keep my head upright and my eyes open looking at the computer. I finally gave in and had some tea with caffeine in it. That helped somewhat, but my head still hurts. I am worried that my forehead is going to be permanently stuck in this brow-furrowing crinkle that it's been in all day in an attempt to relieve the pressure. Typing this story is probably the most concentration I've managed to spend on one thing this entire day. If I don't feel better tomorrow, I'm totally having a latte!

Not a morning person

I attempted to work out before work this morning. Mind you, I have to be at work by 8am. By 7:15 am, I had been riding the rollers for an hour! I'm still convinced that working out in the morning is not all it's cracked up to be--read, an insane thing to do. I've heard it all--It's so nice to have the training out of the way; it's so nice to come home in the evening and not have to jump on the rollers; you feel so energized in the morning after working out. I'm not feeling any of it. I'll give myself a pat on the back for getting it done when that's the only time of the day that's avaiable for training (like today), but otherwise, I will avoid it at all costs ;)

It takes me longer to warm up in the morning; thus, a 60 minute ride turns into 20 minutes of warmup and 40 minutes of riding instead of 10-15 minutes of warmup. I am unfueled and dehydrated from going 8 hours without food or beverage, so I don't feel very energetic. Then I have to rush to get ready and off to work, and as I'm sitting in my car, I don't feel that much more energized than when I don't work out in the mornings. I just can't wait for the afternoon when I totally crash. I don't know how people do it. Morning people are crazy! Though I wouldn't mind being one myself. But for now, I'll stick to my evening workouts.