I know I've made some very poor decisions recently, but I can give you my complete assurance that my work will be back to normal. I've still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the mission.
And I want to help you. - HAL
I am a computer geek - I have that scrolling across my workstation.
After the long walk home I have taken it easy. I believe that I have just been over extended. This happens to me this time of year. I know it happens and I just bull dozer through it. It is funny – I know it, I can see it, I can feel it but I think it will be different this time.
I hate feeling weak. I am not sure where this trait comes from. I sure did not grow up with it. I was a pretty sickly child (when I was real little). I was allergic to dang near everything. In fact I could not drink any type of milk – not cow, goat or otherwise. A funny story – when my sister was working in a laboratory on g-proteins (cow hearts) everyone in her lab would gag from the smell. I guess it was awful. It did not make her sick – in fact it kind of reminded her of childhood. That is what I had to drink for protein – cow hearts in a blender – YUK. My father tells me that they had to change the carpet in the house often because as he would rest me on his shoulder to comfort me I would throw up all down his back. He has told me this story repeatedly all of my life.
Anyway, if you ask me when the last time I was sick I will tell you that I don’t remember. And I truly don’t. I like to think that my immune system is a fortress around my body. I am in excellent health and nothing can get through. I know this is not true but it is how I look at it. Being sick is admitting weakness.
Let me state this one more time – I AM NOT SICK, I’m really not, but I am a bit run down. This time of year I deal with a lot of stress – it used to be worse – but there is a lot of stress none the less. And the way that I deal with stress is through exercise. One-a-days turn to two-a-days and two-a-days turn to three-a-days. It is just what I do – I know that it is maladaptive – but it is me.
The first sign of this fatigue was the damned ‘Prickly Heat’ (thankfully resolved). Then came some reduced performance – I failed on two of my bike trainer workouts. The last straw was the failed run home on Tuesday. Therefore, I have taken it easy the since then. I am not sick and I do not feel bad but my body (and to a less extent my mind) has been fatigued.
I am fond of saying ‘take three days to save three weeks and take three weeks to save three months’.
I am taking my three days.