I felt like someone chewed me up and spat me out when I woke up this morning and the feeling persisted long until the afternoon which completely screwed up with my running plans. There was also the fact that I was running around Warsaw dropping off books, picking up references and trying to fit in a couple of lessons. I’ve been busy and I’m embarrassed to say that for the first time I got the timing of one of my lesson’s all wrong. This has never happened. I’m particularly pedantic when it comes to being on time which is a shock that I actually missed this little detail and ended up starting my lesson 30 minutes later. I’m going to have to apologise profusely because even now I feel like terrible. I hope that the student will forgive me. The ironic thing was that the topic of the lesson was forgiveness and idioms related to forgiving – so he’ll have a chance to try and use one of the new phrases he used.
As a result of all that and the fact that I had like four hours sleep the night before I didn’t go for my scheduled long run which is frustrating. When I got home at 2:30pm, the first thing I did was change into my tracksuits and jumped under duvet for an hour and a half nap which my body and brain needed more than anything. In recent weeks, sleep is something that hasn’t had much importance placed on it and I think that my body is beginning to react.
Tomorrow I was supposed to take part in a fun run in Warsaw. Just a small one with no more than a couple hundred people doing a 10km run in the Kabacki Forest. I’ve decided that I’m not going and I’ll take part in another one in a few weeks time in another area of Warsaw. Waking up early and rushing into the city is not going to make me feel any better. My body is trying to get my attention by giving me aches and pains, and I’m finally starting to listen – tomorrow I’m sleeping in.
