Up, and quite early.

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Very odd.  Awake at just before 9:00.  I didn't go to bed much earlier, if at all.  I actually woke, first, a bit before 7:00.  I thought setting the alarm for 8:00 would be cute.  Didn't even hear it go off.  No clue what is up with sleep.  My guess is, as I am healing from the workout, I am needing less sleep.  There is another sprinkling of frozen bits out there.  I wouldn't call it a real snow.  Looks more like dropped frozen rain, from here.  I'll have to get to it before long.  That might sweep off.  I can't be sure, but it might.  First things first, coffee and a shower.  Maybe some gaming.  For, while I am awake, I am not comfortably awake?  Yeah.

Do I need comfort?  No.  I simply like it.  I will let my body attempt to figure things out.  It just doesn't feel good.  Since there is no rush, I prefer to let my body figure the world out before I just shove it into gear.  I almost suspect that some of my issues come from pushing like there was no tomorrow.  I suppose, given my condition, I have done just that.  Which is why I am in a bit of a spot.

My stomach feels like I have been in a fight.  The lower back has a powerful tickle from time to time, and muscles under all that haven't been used like that in a very long time have trace tickles, the threaten pain, from time to time.  Lungs are a bit tight too.  Cold air, mostly, and large volume exchanges, both, tend to tickle things in there.  Improving, but it's still a bit rough.  Which is why, for the most part, I have been parked lately.  If today is just a sweeper, I will be quite grateful.  Sweeping is much easier.

Later.