Wow, am I uncomfortable. My butt is killing me! I met with my trainer today and he had me lunging all over the place and no matter what kind of torture faces I made, he wouldn't cave. I was uncomfortable before I got there and spent an hour or so last night with the heating pad. I have a feeling that tonight I'll be moaning and groaning on the couch and every time I get up to pee, it's going to be excruciating. What I don't understand is that LBH is what, 2 pounds or so, and I'm already this uncomfortable. How does that happen?
Last night was a rough night for me, as seems to be the norm these days. Actually, my nights seem to get worse every night. For starters, I couldn't fall asleep. Too much on my mind, I guess. And then, at 4:45 there was this beeping noise and it was progressively getting louder and louder. I thought for sure someone was walking down the hall and they were going to chop us up with a beeping machete or something. But no, it was the alarm clock in the bathroom. The cleaning people were at the house on Friday and must have inadvertently turned it on for Monday morning at 4:45 sharp. But by the time I figured out what it was, I was already having heart palpitations and was about to duck under the bed. (Not that I'd fit under the bed...) From that point on I was having weird dreams (why did FedEx show up at 3 in the morning? Oh wait, that was a dream.) and couldn't get comfortable. I know this is all my bodies way of getting me ready for the big day but I could use 2 more months of sleep before I need to start getting ready.
Monday, August 18, 2008
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