There are certain days when the best thing to do is stay in bed. Avoid showers. Avoid going to the bathroom. In other words, for better or worse, don't move. And for heaven's sakes, don't train! That best describes my past 24 hours. I've been attacked by a series of silly bad luck papercuts, adding up to one bizarre day:
-- I spilled a bottle filled with Accelerade in my gym bag last night, likely ruining the camera that has taken most of the photos you've seen in this blog.
-- Earlier today, I took an involuntary shower when the lid to another water bottle wasn't secured tightly enough as I tilted it down towards my face.
-- I had a problem with the condo at home this morning that required me to stay there until the early afternoon.
-- On the way into the office today, I ordered lunch from my local Baja Fresh. The same spot I go practically every week once if not twice. I order the same thing for the most part, alternating between burrito plate, taco plate and fajita plate. Today, for the first time in the years I've gone there, they screwed up the order -- loading my burrito up with sour cream. Which, of course, I encountered the hard way. I HATE sour cream.
Fortunately, today is a recovery day from training. Not much can go wrong with an easy spin on the trainer (which went off without a hitch, thankfully) and a yoga session (still to come, fingers and legs crossed!). I'm actually doing yoga at home tonight since I think I'm done venturing outside for one day.
I can't believe I'm here in one piece still!
Tomorrow and Wednesday it's supposed to rain. Maybe it's a sign that I should continue to stay indoors and ride the spin bike or trainer. Only time will tell, unless the power goes out on my alarm clock. At this pace, I better not joke about it!
32 days and counting.