That title is probably is non-sensical (as is the word “non-sensical”). This weekend I did not hike. There were half-hearted plans to do so, but mostly that was for show. This weekend I was meant to go to NYC and wander around the lovely city with my lovely friend Ali. This weekend was my birthday! This weekend did not go as planned.
See, I got a wee bit sick Wednesday night. The truth is I’ve been a wee bit sick since December. Nothing major and nothing that caused me any alarm, but on Wednesday it got a bit worse. A quick visit to my doctor on Thursday afternoon confirmed that I needed to ‘get things checked out’ and needed to eat a bland diet and take it easy for a few days. Seeing as though all Ali and I had planned for my jet-set weekend on the Upper Westside was EATING at YUMMY places – I decided to postpone my trip until the ol’ bod is healthy again.
For the first time since I started feeling sick back in December I’m actually taking care of myself. It’s frustrating to look back over the past few months and see how far I was willing to push my body w/o caring for my basic health. How many of us do this ALL the time?
Well, I’m a big believer that the body (and the universe) is constantly trying to send us messages. Let’s just say that my body and the universe joined this forces and let me know that it is time to (literally and figuratively) GET MY SH*T TOGETHER.
Is that too much information?
I thought I was being rather vague about the whole thing.
In any case. I ate rice and drank tea and napped most of the weekend. I spent some time with friends and enjoyed my birthday and all was good. But I didn’t hike.
But I’ll back and better than ever next Saturday! Can I get a ‘what-what’?!
thanks, peeps.
love and bellys
Erin
