Yeah...I'm stupid. In between side lunges and bicep curls, jumping up and down and squatting, I felt faint, sick to my stomach, and just plain BLAH.
Long story short, I stayed home from work.
After laying in bed most of the day, I did my nanny duties (it was only an hour) and returned home for a quick cat nap before going downtown for my roommate, Anna's, birthday dinner. I was feeling better and thought yes! The bug has flown away!
I woke up this morning still feeling nauseous but already feeling guilty that I missed work the day before. I did my usual morning routine and by 8am I was still doing "ok". I arrived at school and was "bit"...again. And again....I tried to be a superhero but the hot/cold spells were just not cutting it for me so I went home.
I would be fine with a day at home to rest, blog, catch up on little tasks like cleaning my closet, if only I WASN'T GOING TO THE JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE CONCERT TONIGHT! I mean it's happening, I'm going, and my 13 year-old self would hate me if I didn't, but let's hope they let me bring in a garbage can just for emergency purposes!
The things I do for the men I love.