Yesterday was an absolutely beautiful day. 65 degrees, light wind, and sunny. I noticed this as I was walking to my car on my lunch break. It was the first nice day in 5 months, and I really wanted to get some exercise. Unfortunately, I didn’t have work out clothes so I had to be extra miserable the rest of the day.
I decided I had to take advantage of the nice weather. So during my lunch break today, I changed clothes and went for a run. Unfortunately, I didn’t notice the weather wasn’t as nice as it was yesterday. When I walked outside I realized it was really cold. About 35 degrees and the wind was blowing like crazy. I had already changed clothes, so I decided to go ahead with the run. I don’t know how far I ran, but I now know it was too far. My guess is about 2 miles in about 15 minutes. Not impressive, I know, but I hadn’t exercised since before Thanksgiving, and it was really cold, and really windy, and I was under-dressed, and I’m a pussy.
So after the run, I made it back to the locker room feeling like total crap. I set in front of the locker for about 10 minutes trying not to throw up. Then another guy came in so I changed clothes and went back to my desk. I set at my desk for another 10 minutes and I kind of fell asleep and continued trying to not throw up. I needed something to drink so I walked to the break room to get some ice water. Somebody was cooking fish tacos in the microwave, and the smell literally made me taste vomit. I knew I had to go somewhere and take a quick nap or I wasn’t going to make it. I headed to the only place I knew I could be totally alone and uninterrupted – the bathroom. The seat wasn’t very comfortable, but it worked. I slept on the toilet for about 20 minutes with my head in my hands, it was great. As I was washing my hands I noticed I had a big mark on my forehead. While I was trying to sleep, I used my sweater to help pad my head, and it left an imprint of the sweater on my face.
I walked fast back to my desk looking down the whole time. Fortunately, I wasn’t bothered by anyone until I was no longer sick and my face was no longer imprinted. So, my bright idea to exercise on such a nice day turned out to leave me with one of the most miserable days I’ve ever had at work.
Is there a silver lining to my crappy day? I’m guessing when I go running tomorrow, I will be in better shape, and I shouldn’t have much trouble falling asleep tonight.
