Workout

I got home from work today, and my head felt three sizer bigger than it was in the morning. You know how after a day of chasing stuff around, following up, and collecting statuses, all you have is this loud HUMMMM sound in your brain? Like you're all concentrated out for the day, and you can't bear the idea of a thought going through your head tonight. I hate these days.

So I got home with this awful I'm-so-drained-I-can't-even-watch-TV feeling, and I just had to do something about it, or I would spend the entire night tweaking my automatic backup scripts. Again. Enlightenment struck from the most unexpected direction: I'm going to go down to the gym! Yeah, I'm going to sweat me some relaxation.

Before I could change my mind, I quickly changed clothes, made sure the MP3 thing had some decent music on it, grabbed some water, and went down to the gym. I felt good with myself. I felt in control.

When I got back to the apartment, I was feeling positively fabulous. This was the best idea I ever had. Lucky that all the treadmills were taken, and I walked right back home.

Close call. Now let's see if I can get this backup script to run any faster. Got the whole night ahead of me.

Update 4 hours later: I've had time to both do the backup script thing and watch Grave of the Fireflies. I am now both tired and completely, utterly, entirely, depressed. Isao Takahata, I hope you're proud of yourself.