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Lollapalooza 1991
I was at Lollapalooza 1991! And I got hit in the head with a turkey leg in the cup fight during Siouxsie’s set. Good times!
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I was at Lollapalooza 1991! And I got hit in the head with a turkey leg in the cup fight during Siouxsie’s set. Good times!
I’ve been feeling rather awful the past few days, which made being on a plane really fun. It feels like Stomach Flu Lite. It’s really weird, too, because for the past 24 hours or so I have actually had an appetite (unlike the previous 24 hours) but every time I eat, I feel terrible afterwards. I haven’t had a lot of sleep for the past 2 days either, because I haven’t felt well, so I am both sick AND tired. And last night Doc had a really bad cluster headache in the middle of the night (actually more like 6 a.m.). He said it was about a level 6, which hasn’t happened in a while. Also, strangely but not so strangely, he feels like those are almost preferable to the less intense ones, because at least with the intense ones, they END and afterwards he feels better.
This is probably more than any of you wanted to know, but I decided to try out something called the Diva Cup. It’s basically an alternative to tampons. You can stop reading here if you don’t want to know more! Still with me? Good. I got myself a Diva Cup last weekend, and I will spare you most of the squishy details other than to say it works really well, after an initial period (ha!) of getting used to it. You cannot be squeamish about your body if you want to use this device; you will be getting up close and personal with yourself. It took me about a day to get comfortable with positioning it properly. And it feels a little odd initially, but after it heats up to your body temperature you don’t even notice it’s there. It is neither messy nor gross, which were my two initial thoughts when I first heard about it. This is going to save me a ton of money on what manufacturers euphemistically term “feminine hygiene products” each month, not to mention not contributing those products to landfills (the average woman uses over 11,000 tampons in her lifetime). There’s no risk of Toxic Shock Syndrome. I’m not putting bleach and dioxins and god knows what other toxins into my body. And you can wear it up to 12 hours if you like, so I won’t usually have to mess with it at work. Anyway, I really love it so far, for reasons even more numerous than those I listed above. If you want to know more feel free to email me and I’ll answer any questions you might have!
Today marks two weeks from when I visited the doctor and she told me to cut my training in half. In the past two weeks I have only run a total of 25 miles, whereas if I had not fractured my stupid leg (or whatever I have done to it) I would have run 45.5 miles. So although it appears that I have run a little more than half my normal mileage, I have done no weekend long runs in more than a month. I’m supposed to be up to 7.5 by this weekend, and I haven’t even run as much as 5 miles since August 7. My leg doesn’t really feel all that much better so now I have to decide whether to go back to the doctor or not. She’ll surely send me for a horribly expensive MRI. I KNOW my leg is messed up; do I really need an MRI to confirm that? I think that maybe I should just continue my training to the best of my ability, being sure to listen to what my leg is telling me on any given day. Ice, heat, stretching, and being careful. And completing that fucking half marathon in December even if I have to walk halfway.