Technically tomorrow is half way, but this is close enough.
I went back to the gym yesterday to work out, first time since Saturday (Yesterday was Wednesday). Yikes!
I'm sore, but you know, in a good way? Feels good to sit because I can feel the sore glutes. Feels good to put deodorant on because I worked the tricep and pectoral muscles as well. So yeah, at least I know I worked them. :)
Now to figure out why I keep waking up or going to bed with headaches. Today I woke up with one. To be fair, it came in the night around 11pm. Felt like two headaches. As in it was sore in two different spots of my head. Usually I have an unbearable pain at the base of my head. Not today. Its on the right temple and right below my left ear. Good LORD. Its no wonder the thought crosses my mind all the time that I have a brain tumor or some kind of aneurysm ready to blow. LOL - too dramatic? You get that way when you're suffering.
So last night, with these lovely headaches, sleep was extremely difficult. Some time after 4:30 am I finally fell asleep for about an hour and had a horrific nightmare.
I dreamt were back in PA visiting someone in my old hometown when I decided to walk down the street to my mom's house. I figured I would text Sam when I go there. Sam was busy partying with friends and I had a headache (shocker) so I left. But when I got to my mom's house there was nothing but a cement slab. I started walking across the slab to the back because I noticed a few fire police in the back picking stuff up. The neighbors were all sitting out on lawn chairs watching and talking with them. (Because that's also what they would do in Perry County). I asked one of the fire police what happened and where was my mom. He said he didn't know. Then I saw one of the neighbors and she just shook her head and said 'Sorry honey'. Of course, then it hit me. There was a fire and my mom didn't get out. WOW! The pain in my heart completely outweighed that pain I was feeling in my head. I was crying, but thinking none of this makes sense. Why wouldn't my sister or brother call me? Did they die too? That's when it occurred to me, could this be a dream? Then I woke up.
In the dream all of this took a lot longer, but you get the gist of it. Needless to say, I'll be calling my momma today to tell her I love her.
And with any luck these damn headaches will go away and I'll make it to the gym once again.
5:52 a.m. - 2016-03-10
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