Mobile Minutes: Feeling Human


Nose is finally cleared up, the headache is vanishing, and I can hear things out of both ears. I made it to work, drank my smoothie, and am still working on my hot black tea with lemon and honey. I finally feel human again. There was a toll to this though, sadly Darco is now out with the same crud for the weekend.

Believe it or not, this is the first time since we’ve been together that both of us have succumbed to the same ailment. In fact, to date there hasn’t been a time that Darco’s been sick until now.

I suppose this officially makes us a real family.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: It’s Here


It isn’t pumpkin spice lattes…
It isn’t autumn leave scented Yankee Candles…
It’s the other thing…

…the seasonal cold…

I woke up at 2:00 AM, 4:00 AM, 6:00 AM, and 7:00 AM last night, knowing the sensation, my head hurt, my throat hurt, and the dreaded word¬†drainage¬†was taking place. I started the day with some fluids and hot coffee. It’s now near 2:00 PM and I’m fading fast. Not how I really wanted to start out the week, and I’m sure I contracted this from being at my parents house on Saturday. At first I thought that perhaps it was allergies, but the chills getting out of the shower this morning put everything in perspective.

I don’t want to be sick. I can’t be sick. I don’t have time.

Ugh…

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Rinse and Repeat


itch, itch, itch…

It’s been like this since Sunday night. While trail hiking on Saturday I managed to conjure up 60+ chigger bites, primarily on my feet, but extending all the way up my waistline. This has caused for a very complicated week. Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: Old School


The internet is out at our place currently, so I’m doing this like the old school days, inputting by phone.

Allow me to start by showing you the lunch special at a friend of mines joint:

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Chicken & Waffles

That my dear friends is how you do chicken & waffles.

I’m to the point in the evening that I’m icing my feet, and also dozing in and out of sleep. I can relate this only to being sick and falling asleep on the toilet. The Monday-Friday schedule isn’t easy. It’s not the morning workout that got me, it was the evening workout at which point I had wished I was asleep for the night.

I’m tired, but I tell myself it’s worth it. Tomorrow I only have one session in the morning, 1.5 days of rest following, and a four mile race Friday morning. I expect Saturday to be restful, and Sunday to be light. Killing it again on Monday.

Spiritually…it’s a fight. Several times today I found myself staring off into space thinking, “This really is impossible…”. I’m sure that’ll forever be the battle. I’m not sure why but the term impossible is addictive, it’s this sensational desire to just prove the sheer idea wrong. I work to find communion with God, and at the same time I’m frequently having to put a new demon to rest. I suppose spirituality life is just as taxing as the physical life.

I’m still learning.

Good news is tomorrow is the last day in the office, and I’m out for three days in Arkansas.

The dark one has already beaten me to falling asleep…

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I ice, he sleeps...

-D-