Ow. ow ow ow.

OK, I should have eat­en more before going to the gym.

OK, I should have tak­en it eas­i­er dur­ing the car­dio phase.

OK, I should not have jumped right in to work the same mus­cle groups I worked last time I was at the gym.

I’m so toast. I hurt. And I’m total­ly exhaust­ed. I feel like I caught the flu some­time in the last two hours. I’m try­ing to nurse myself back to health with sal­ad, an apple, and pro­tein bars. Then sleep, I guess.

Yeah, sleep. I need to get to sleep so I can go to church in the morn­ing. I real­ly REALLY hope it does­n’t rain.

Did I men­tion that I went to my local library branch? It’s pret­ty small but I found a lot of stuff I was inter­est­ed in. They have movies there too. All free! Yay! I checked out a book about banned books, which should be inter­est­ing, and Dig­i­tal Copy­right by Jes­si­ca Lit­man, and a tome that claims to be an author­i­ta­tive his­to­ry of the Israeli/Palestinian con­flict, which is an area of his­to­ry and cur­rent events which I’m uncom­fort­ably igno­rant. I got through about 20 pages on the bus this after­noon and it broke down some myths for me, so one hopes that if I’m not care­ful, I might learn some­thing before I’m through.

I am so tired. I guess this was sort of the point, but darn. I need to be a lit­tle smarter about my work­ing out. I don’t even want to get up and go to the kitchen to refill my sal­ad bowl. And I know I haven’t got­ten enough calo­ries yet. All right, I’ll get to it and then hit the sack.

Ow.