But I know that nobody comes here to here me gripe, so instead I’ve chosen to share with you the brighter side of my time spent on the dark side. It is important to remember that there is a silver lining in even the bleakest of situations.
*Rest… I was able to sleep for 12 hours, wake up for an hour and then go right back and take a nap. And when I was too uncomfortable to fall asleep, I’d just take some Tylenol PM and knock myself out, since I didn’t have anything I really needed to be coherent for.
*A new buddy…the girl behind the counter at Jamba Juice was a sweetheart. She even gave me some extra boosts in my drink, which became helpful when it was the only meal of the day.
*Peace and Quiet… my roommate left so as to not catch any of the deadly germs I was spreading. It’s not often I get the chance to live in solitude.
*A trim figure… I’ve been wanting to get down to what I feel is my ideal competition weight, but it just wasn’t happening. Well…now I’m there! This diet puts Jenny Craig to shame, and it’s a whole lot cheaper. The only problem is I’ve also lost some important muscle groups I would kinda like back, (read: gluteus maximus) so hopefully I can get those to return pronto.
*Staring at a bona fide hunk… I watched Season 4 of Prison Break. That’s a whole lotta hours of Wentworth Miller.
So while I was a little freaked out and on edge about missing my last real week of training before Nationals, I realize that worrying about it will do nothing to help the situation. I don’t feel great yet, but by next Sunday I will be fine and hopefully able to fly through the air that much further with my new, light and airy self.