The past couple of days have been CRAZY.
Monday night/Tuesday morning, I was basically sick. I woke up an hour after I’d gone to bed with an absolutely monstrous headache. It was honestly really scary. For starters, I typically do not wake up in the middle of the night- from time to time I’ll have trouble falling asleep, but once I’m out, very few things will wake me up! The headache was frighteningly painful. It was so bad that there was no way I could fall asleep. By around 2:00am I got out of bed and walked around the house a bit. I sat in the bathroom and cried for awhile. I honestly wondered if I was seriously ill or dying.
I was also still thinking about my yoga class on Tuesday morning at 5:30. I was still assuming I would go, and I did not want to take any medicine (Ibuprofen or Tylenol) since I know it’s not good to exercise with anti-inflammatories in my system. I laid down, got up again, laid down again, got up again… By 3:00am I couldn’t take it anymore. I hadn’t slept and I suspected that by this point, going to yoga was out of the question. I went into the kitchen and took two ibuprofen.
I sat up in a recliner downstairs. The ibuprofen didn’t seem to be helping and I still couldn’t sleep. Eventually I fell asleep- I don’t even remember how late it was. I woke up at 7:00am because of the light streaming in through the door next to the recliner, and the headache was gone. Not even a trace of it!
Once I was up, I decided to go for a run, so I drove to a nearby park and ran two miles. I honestly felt really good- it didn’t make sense, given what a terrible night I’d had. I stopped myself after two miles, but I felt good enough that I probably could’ve kept going.
Wednesday was a rest day- between my Monday and Tuesday runs, my legs were exhausted. I went for another run today (3.1 miles), which was an okay run but honestly I feel like I’m still working out some soreness!
Today I’m just focusing on being healthy. I still have no idea where that headache came from or why it went away, but I’m glad.