Sleep Evades Me

Wow. I totally can't sleep right now. I would love nothing more than to sleep and enjoy a full mornings slumber. But unfortunately my body is all sorts of thrown off lately. I was sick with a nasty cold the past couple of weeks (which I have recently learned was more likely the H3 flu). During that time, I was popping Dayquil and Nyquil like it was Trailmix. Although it fought off my symptoms poorly for short amounts of time, it was all I had to combat the virus.The Dayquil wasn't so bad. It didn't do much to affect me adversely. At best, it provided me a slightly better quality of life. However, Nyquil controlled my sleep. It was the green, gel-capsuled sandman. I fell asleep, got great quality of sleep, woke up groggy as all hell, and repeated for 2 weeks. Now that I have to attempt to sleep without my precious over the counter drugs, my body is now suffering. Sleep has been a bit of a struggle lately.

But don't worry, I imagine that I will soon be back my regular backward sleeping schedule in no time. And now that I'm over this cold, I can return to the gym with vague hopes of toning up my scrawny body. With this whole "healthy phase" that I've been in lately, I've told myself to be more open to new activities to get into shape. This will also help me with better lifestyle changes physically and socially. I've decided that I would like to purchase a decent bike a little before summer so I can ride around. I miss riding a bike places. Maybe I can try some novice trails or something. I have also felt that hiking wouldn't be a bad choice either. I do love the outdoors despite my brief contact with it the past few years. Running outside isn't my favorite. But I have been tempted to possibly do a 5k or a marathon at least once this year just to see if I can do it. Normally, I would have some sort of self-conscious feeling that would tell me "Do you really want to run in a crowded race where your competitive side will be pissed off that you finished last?" Don't get me wrong, I love watching my fat ass struggle against the determination of healthier people, but this might not be a great idea. But I think I will opt to do this anyway. It's a challenge that I keep thinking about. Someone recently suggested that I take up climbing as well. I think that would be fun if I wasn't constantly afraid of plummeting to a splattery doom. Even then, my fear of heights would prevent me from doing anything meaningful or fun. Knowing my luck, I would just shit my pants and ruin it for the unfortunate climbing enthusiasts who were climbing below me. No climbing.

Now that I've effectively shared enough pointless information to the deaf ears of the internet. I think it would be most suitable for me to attempt sleep one more time. Just in case my body feels like it might be a good idea to fall asleep before 9 am.

That would be sweet.