When the alarm went off this morning I had a maj headache. The kind that started behind my right eye and was radiating. I hit snooze and considered getting extra sleep. Then it kept throbbing so I waved the white flag and dragged my butt to the gym.
After 30 minutes on the moving stairs (AKA The Tower of Terror) I thought it was going away. I headed to the weights and lasted a mere 15 minutes before my head was pounding again. D.O.N.E. I have never regretted a workout but this one was pretty darn unproductive.
I considered staying home today and sleeping BUT I have not missed a day of work since I started with my company almost 5 years ago. I’m not ready to break the streak. Plus, it’s just a headache. It will eventually go away. Right? Cooofffeeeeee.
In other non-heading pounding news I officially have 12 hours left of being 32.
I remember LOVING my birthday as a kid. I would wake up feeling like a total princess. I celebrated all day long. It was awesome. Now that I’m all growed up (well, kind of) I think my kids birthdays are way more fun than my own. Why? Look at it this way; If I had Ariel show up at my house and sing me “A very under the sea Birthday” my neighbors would think I am a nut. For one of the kids? Totally normal. If I dressed up as wonder woman for work today I’d get sent home. Kids? No problemo. Let’s face it: It’s cool to be a kid.
My sneaky sneak employees knew that I took tomorrow off (another reason not to stay home today) so they stayed late last night and decorated my new make-shift office. Stinkers. Love em. Keeping the kid in me alive
So when I wake up manana I will officially be the same age forward and backward. 33. Sweet! Looking forward to all that is in store for the next year!
Do you celebrate your birthday?
What is your favorite birthday memory?
I used to love slumber parties! I think I had a lot of them
CBad race review with some funny photos in my next post. Plus some training talk- I may be hitting the hills this weekend.