Ironic...
As I sit here writing this it is 2am on a Saturday morning and I know what you are thinking: Azz is probably drunk and ranting on his blog. WRONG, he is about to rant however he is not drunk and far from it.
The past few weeks/months have probably been the healthiest for me as a person, physically, for the last few years and yet I find myself unable to sleep, breathe properly or muster up little more energy than to go to the bathroom. I have titled this post 'Ironic' due to the fact that my immune system has been shot to pieces by me 'overdoing it', as I so often do in an area of my life that has needed much attention for some time.
It all started on Tuesday evening with that feeling of 'I will wake up sick tomorrow.' I ignored it Wednesday morning before work and went for my 1km swim (I made it to 500m before deciding to call it quits). I then went to work for my usual 5 hours of standing around, came home, attended my AIESEC meeting and then attended pub night (which are getting lamer by the week I might add). I sit here writing this and reading it for myself thinking 'am I just stupid, or do I just have a mental deficiency?'
After 'resting' on Thursday I then decided to test myself again and go to tennis, lasting 2 hours before not being able to resist the call of friends drinking at my house. 5am and I have just finished my 19th standard drink and Kezz persuades me it is my bed time.
My insides feel completely thrashed out, screaming my head off for the Queensland Roar Football side tonight would not have helped either, nor the shit I have eaten today (mustering up the strength to order pizza around 5 hours ago).
Supposed to be at tennis tomorrow at 7am, may have just made my first wise decision of the week to not go to the bother of going to it, and rest up all day tomorrow trying to boost my immune system again, may even go to the doctor on Monday if I still feel the same.
I'll keep you all posted, yet this may not be my last post tonight, will be attempting to sleep again soon though.
Azz H.
The past few weeks/months have probably been the healthiest for me as a person, physically, for the last few years and yet I find myself unable to sleep, breathe properly or muster up little more energy than to go to the bathroom. I have titled this post 'Ironic' due to the fact that my immune system has been shot to pieces by me 'overdoing it', as I so often do in an area of my life that has needed much attention for some time.
It all started on Tuesday evening with that feeling of 'I will wake up sick tomorrow.' I ignored it Wednesday morning before work and went for my 1km swim (I made it to 500m before deciding to call it quits). I then went to work for my usual 5 hours of standing around, came home, attended my AIESEC meeting and then attended pub night (which are getting lamer by the week I might add). I sit here writing this and reading it for myself thinking 'am I just stupid, or do I just have a mental deficiency?'
After 'resting' on Thursday I then decided to test myself again and go to tennis, lasting 2 hours before not being able to resist the call of friends drinking at my house. 5am and I have just finished my 19th standard drink and Kezz persuades me it is my bed time.
My insides feel completely thrashed out, screaming my head off for the Queensland Roar Football side tonight would not have helped either, nor the shit I have eaten today (mustering up the strength to order pizza around 5 hours ago).
Supposed to be at tennis tomorrow at 7am, may have just made my first wise decision of the week to not go to the bother of going to it, and rest up all day tomorrow trying to boost my immune system again, may even go to the doctor on Monday if I still feel the same.
I'll keep you all posted, yet this may not be my last post tonight, will be attempting to sleep again soon though.
Azz H.
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