(Oh wait. Maybe it was the side of beef that I ate every night in my frenzy to get as much protein in me as I could.)
(Seriously. All I wanted was protein...steak, ribs, chicken...if it was meat and it was grilled it was going in my gaping maw. I scared the bejeesus out of my poor dad when he came for a visit and witnessed me eat a rack of ribs that looked like something from the Flintstones. No side dishes. No salad. Just ribs.)
It was brutal.
Along with all of the other lovely side effects (like moon face and a fuller beard...like I needed THAT little addition!) came nightly leg cramps that were so awful and severe that I thought I would die.
Guess what has decided to return to Yours Truly just to make life more interesting?
I know that they are the result of too much physical activity and dehydration and possibly my calcium and magnesium and potassium levels being off, but...really? I have tried and tried to be so very careful, and all I have to show for it is two bad nights and some very sore muscles.
No stitching for me today. Truth is, I don't know if I will make it out if the Happy Chair at all. If I can, I might hit the grocery for some Gatorade later, but for now I'm contemplating going back to bed and calling it another lasagna day.
I was so looking forward to stitching with Miss Jane and Co. Hopefully, she will forgive my absence and allow me to try again next month. Truth be told, I'm not sure if my poor hands could even hold a needle at this point. They, too, are sore and swollen and feel like I'm wearing baseball mits.
OK, enough complaining. Time for a second cup of damn good and then a little bootstrap tightening. Ten minutes of feeling poorly is my maximum allowed allotment fot the day...back to glitter, sunshine, unicorns, and rainbows!
Movie night was a smashing success, but I watched Gone Girl twice instead of picking something I hadn't seen before. I am going to try to make a concerted effort to watch new movies instead of the same old ones over and over again, but I suppose that a little familiarity is a good thing for me at the moment and I should stop shaking the tree.
Here's hoping that your weekend is off to a lovely start and that you are cramp and worry free. Do something...blah blah blah...you know!