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November 21, 2013 (Morning)
Exercise Type: Other
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Was feeling "off" all day today; did a lift at lunch, which was OK. But then...I just felt sick. I'm not sure how much is psychological, but I do still have some congestion. Thought about what Bruce LaBelle's philosophy (take care of it, "if something hurts, take time"). So I didn't run today.
Only later in the evening did I realize that it was TOO much Zyrtek: gut rot, fatigue, drowsy. I'd been taking 2 a day for the past couple days. UGH! SERZ.
Nevertheless, it gave me time to FINISH my letter to Chelsea. I'd been crafting it all week: 45min here, and hour or two there. I put a LOT of thought into it; I knew what was at stake, as it could be the last time I ever communicate to her. BGD's insights were critical in helping not just figure her out, but ME! To finally figure out my own confusion and frustration and realize that, damn it, I have to gut it and admit that I want to be with her. And just admitting that makes me very, very vulnerable and strips me bare. It SUCKS. But, it's the only way.
Thought about writing it out again, but I just didn't have time or energy. It was five typed pages! Also, what if it was lost? So I kept it typed, and after finishing it, I drove to work to print it, then drove to the studio at 930pm to leave it under the doormat.
I chose not to tell her it was there tonight. I didn't want her to stress out or lose sleep. I figured she would get it in the morning, anyway.