Sick Day
Sick. Head cold. Nothing horrible, just seriously tired all the time. Slept eleven hours last night, and then took a four-hour nap this afternoon. And now it's 9pm and I'm ready to head back to bed.
Today I have,
- watched election coverage, though I'm too fuzzy-headed to understand it
- started reading Rippetoe & Kilgore's strength training book (Practical Programming for Strength Training)
- drunk half a bottle of Gatorade
- eaten lots of jelly beans
- helped a lost pizza delivery guy find my apartment
- burned the roof of my mouth a little
And now I'm going to have half a dose of NyQuil, a mug full of ice cream, and I'm going to grab The Golden Compass and head for bed.