There's nothing like a high intensity workout (for me it's a bike ride) to get that horrible feeling out of your body [and mind], after drinking a little too much wine, at a friends house, the night before.
[I really need to do more of that, as having dinner and wine with friends is a great cure all to help you forget all the issues confronting you on a daily basis. I just have to do a better job of controlling how much I drink.]
Anywaze, I didn't get a very good nights sleep, and I certainly wasn't in any mood to go riding this morning. Heck, I didn't even want to get out of bed, it felt so good just lying there, but I knew I just had to, or I would feel a lot worse later in the day.
So reluctantly I got myself out of bed, and went down stairs to have my tea and hopefully some breakfast. Of course that was a lot easier said than done, as I plopped myself down in front of the TV (I didn't even bother turning it on), with my cup of tea close by.
It felt so good, as I watched the clock tick by. If I didn't get up out of that recliner soon, I might never get up, I thought to myself.
Again reluctantly, I got myself out of the chair, made myself a half an egg sandwich (at this point I was starting to run late), hurriedly finished the sandwich and my tea, and managed to get out of the house with just enough time to catch the group, provided I took a few shortcuts.
Almost immediately after getting on the bike, I felt better. My only thought at that point was catching the group, which I did without much trouble. I even got ahead of them (remember, I had to take a couple of shortcuts), and had to slow down and wait for them to catch me.
And then, as we started the hammer zone portion of the ride, whatever lingering after affects remained of my hangover, totally disappeared, and I'm feeling so much better now.
[I really need to do more of that, as having dinner and wine with friends is a great cure all to help you forget all the issues confronting you on a daily basis. I just have to do a better job of controlling how much I drink.]
Anywaze, I didn't get a very good nights sleep, and I certainly wasn't in any mood to go riding this morning. Heck, I didn't even want to get out of bed, it felt so good just lying there, but I knew I just had to, or I would feel a lot worse later in the day.
So reluctantly I got myself out of bed, and went down stairs to have my tea and hopefully some breakfast. Of course that was a lot easier said than done, as I plopped myself down in front of the TV (I didn't even bother turning it on), with my cup of tea close by.
It felt so good, as I watched the clock tick by. If I didn't get up out of that recliner soon, I might never get up, I thought to myself.
Again reluctantly, I got myself out of the chair, made myself a half an egg sandwich (at this point I was starting to run late), hurriedly finished the sandwich and my tea, and managed to get out of the house with just enough time to catch the group, provided I took a few shortcuts.
Almost immediately after getting on the bike, I felt better. My only thought at that point was catching the group, which I did without much trouble. I even got ahead of them (remember, I had to take a couple of shortcuts), and had to slow down and wait for them to catch me.
And then, as we started the hammer zone portion of the ride, whatever lingering after affects remained of my hangover, totally disappeared, and I'm feeling so much better now.
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