Monday, March 21, 2016

Good Grief!

I feel like this over-pruned grape vine.

I over-pruned the grape vines and it's leaking sap
Grape vine weeping sap.

In other words, I feel like weeping.

I feel like I have the flu.  A deadly version of the flu.  Or, maybe it's more like I was hit be three large trucks after being in a wrestling match which was proceeded by a boxing match.  I'm at that stage where I wish I were on life support so that some caring relative could pull the plug & put an end to me.

And what makes me feel even worse is knowing that the reason I feel this way is my own damn fault.

You see, "the season" started yesterday.  I went back to work.

Since January 1st, one of my weekly to-do's has been to "get in KD shape," meaning, get off my butt, step away from the computer/TV screen and move.  And at the end of each week, I've  put a little arrow beside the to-do item indicating that I did not accomplish the task but plan to next week.

So, I went back to work yesterday.  It was great to see everyone again and we all did the "how was your winter?" thing and they all laughed when I said I'd spent it "Netflixing & knitting."

And since I really did spend the entire winter doing absolutely nothing but sitting on my butt, watching Netflix & knitting, and because I stupidly wore shoes with absolutely no arch support & spent the entire shift standing, and because I only had two cups of coffee instead of my normal three pots yesterday, and because I probably also didn't drink enough water, and because I had a slice of left over pizza for breakfast yesterday & a pack of crackers around 5 p.m. & nothing else to eat all day, I woke up this morning unable to move.  My shoulders are sore & don't want to move my arms, legs & butt are sore from standing on the hard concrete floor for the entire shift.  My feet are suffering from plantar fasciitis & don't even want to touch the floor, my head feels like it's going to explode from caffeine withdrawal & probably a slight case of dehydration (I'm overly sensitive to not getting enough water) and my belly is growling but I'm too stiff & sore to open the refrigerator door.

Good grief!

Good grief, I need to get in shape.  Maybe I should put it on my calendar.

Oh wait, I already did.

Good grief!

In knitting news, my recent knitting progress is almost as pathetic as my poor, stiff body.

hand knit sock
Falling For You

The second Falling For You sock now has part of a foot and my Pebble Beach shawl has reached the 25% mark.  I'd say I was planning to finish that sock today but it's sitting over on the edge of my work table, about three feet away from where I'm sitting.  And I don't think I can reach that far.

Good grief!

1 comment:

  1. oh my :( feel better soon. I should be doing more for exercise but I'm still recovering from walking all over nyc for two days more than two weeks ago....crazy!!