Day 1073 Crash

Ok, so it happened — I skipped writing for a day. It was bound to happen at some point.

Looking back at the weekend, here’s a wild photo looking down at the water rushing in under the deck of the Ocean Mist. Tim and I had gone to see a band, but we both decided to head home early — thank goodness. I ended up being sick all night, up almost every hour before finally falling asleep sometime in the morning.

I opened my eyes around noon, shocked that the day was already underway without me, but I still didn’t feel like I could move. I fell back asleep, and once again, I was surprised to wake up and find it was already evening.

All in all, I never got out of bed — just drifting in and out of sleep, still sick to my stomach and unable to even drink water.

This morning, I’m up and determined to ease back into life, slowly sipping water and munching on a plain bagel. It feels strange to have missed a day, but sometimes, that’s exactly what the body needs.

I’m not entirely sure if I’m ready to jump back into the swing of things just yet, but here I go — inching forward at a snail’s pace.

Taking time to rest was needed but I can think of million better ways to spend a day! I suppose those that play hard crash hard too.