fuseburnout

I owe:
Caden his Valentine from 2006
Healthy Recipe Book for Rachel
Thank You Note to Grandparents for Birthday/Graduation Gift
General Letters:
-Sylvia
-Cassie
-Sasha
-Alison
Extremely Personal Letter on Friendship/Life & Gift: Pari
My Mom a Big Hug

Sky Blue, circa late 1970s. No idea what brand; no labels besides ‘Pro Tour’ and an address for a bike shop in Minneapolis or Chicago or someplace.
Bought it for ten dollars at a garage sale last summer, rode it everywhere, it got a super wicked flat, I got super wicked lazy.
Tonight, I changed the front tube and tire. Now the front looks super chic compared to the back..which is still worn down nylon. Definitely hadn’t been changed since manufacture. Anyway, the bike is usable.

Now I need to:
Change the back tire & tube.
Lube the chain.
Replace or fix the seat.
Get a new air pump.
Wash the whole damned thing.

Eventually I’ll have to replace the brakes & probably paint it, but that can wait for later. And yes, it’d be way cheaper to get a new bike.
But that’s not really what this is about.

I was raw for three weeks and it affected a lot more than I would have thought, though in a lot more subtle ways. I woke up easily on less sleep, felt more confident in social situations..felt better in my own skin. No weight problems..I dropped maybe ten, but it was all probably water.
Then I got my wisdom teeth out last wednesday and was unable to eat much of anything at all. I started losing mega weight (i’m 5’11 and my limit was 150, which i hit after a week of going raw and then it stabilized there). i wasn’t getting enough calories to function, let alone heal.
So, I decided to ‘un-raw’ for a few days to bulk up on calories.
Here’s what happened.
I suddenly needed hours and hours more sleep, plus naps at work. I couldn’t wake up at all, much less easily and refreshed. It’s getting worse everyday.
My mouth got a slight infection regardless of the ridiculous amount of cleaning I do in there.
Being bitchy and irritable became the norm. People at work took notice.
Going to the bathroom= Not nearly as satisfying.
And this groggy heavy-fuzzy-headed feeling returned.
Basically, I feel like complete crap.
So, screw that.
Now that I’m more healed & can eat a lot more easily, I’m going back to raw.