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In a single day, the human body has both awed and betrayed me.
If you take step back from your every day perspective and really watch what a body is capable of - speed, flexibility, movement, strength - it's almost perplexing. These aspects can be easier to appreciate when you're a spectator, witnessing someone else's body take on these feats.
But there are also those moments when your own body can amaze you. Usually for me, those moments occur when I manage to knock down the boundaries that my mind has set for my body. They tend to be fleeting, but powerful nonetheless.
Unfortunately, as swiftly as your body impresses you, it can also let you down. You wake up with that slightly agitated feeling in the back of your throat. It grows into a consistent scratchiness as the day wears on. The sinuses start to feel heavy and you find yourself fatigued, despite doing nothing.
I suppose, in some way, even the body's betrayal deserves a certain measure of awe. And now this complex machine of mine is tired and needs to give its immune system a fighting chance.
the grass is green somewhere \11.17\
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If you take step back from your every day perspective and really watch what a body is capable of - speed, flexibility, movement, strength - it's almost perplexing. These aspects can be easier to appreciate when you're a spectator, witnessing someone else's body take on these feats.
But there are also those moments when your own body can amaze you. Usually for me, those moments occur when I manage to knock down the boundaries that my mind has set for my body. They tend to be fleeting, but powerful nonetheless.
Unfortunately, as swiftly as your body impresses you, it can also let you down. You wake up with that slightly agitated feeling in the back of your throat. It grows into a consistent scratchiness as the day wears on. The sinuses start to feel heavy and you find yourself fatigued, despite doing nothing.
I suppose, in some way, even the body's betrayal deserves a certain measure of awe. And now this complex machine of mine is tired and needs to give its immune system a fighting chance.
Making up for lost time: round one. Pretend it's Friday, October 12.
I went to bed at 5:30am, following three hours of rain-soaked, late night chauffeur duty. Two hours of sleep later (half of my expected sleep quota), I was awake and preparing to head eastbound.
Somehow I managed to work through the haze of exhaustion; I mean, I actually did a full day's work before heading to the night's nuptial event. I was in alcohol avoidance, so as to not fall asleep face first in my food.
I tried to attain dancing avoidance as well, but I knew that in the present company it wouldn't fly for long. My defenses were so far down that I even allowed myself to be coerced into learning how to wobble. I'm pretty sure I should retire from that dance now.
And thus ended my 2012 wedding season. It was only the first third of the seemingly neverending story known as my weekend though.
leaves on fire \10.12\
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Making up for lost time: round one. Pretend it's Friday, October 12.I went to bed at 5:30am, following three hours of rain-soaked, late night chauffeur duty. Two hours of sleep later (half of my expected sleep quota), I was awake and preparing to head eastbound.
Somehow I managed to work through the haze of exhaustion; I mean, I actually did a full day's work before heading to the night's nuptial event. I was in alcohol avoidance, so as to not fall asleep face first in my food.
I tried to attain dancing avoidance as well, but I knew that in the present company it wouldn't fly for long. My defenses were so far down that I even allowed myself to be coerced into learning how to wobble. I'm pretty sure I should retire from that dance now.
And thus ended my 2012 wedding season. It was only the first third of the seemingly neverending story known as my weekend though.