I’m not sure why. Or, maybe, I am sure.
It all began with the rain.
I need to exercise, and I love to run, which I now do several times a week. Problem is, I hate to run in the rain. There’s just something about being soaked to the skin five minutes into your exercise routine, your underwear clinging in uncomfortable places, while you’re still warming up and aren’t generating much body heat, that makes me want to throw my hands up and go back to bed.
So, I decided to look at some sort of exercise I could do in the comfort of my apartment, for rainy and otherwise unpleasant days. During my Saturday trip to the library, I pulled out half a dozen books on Yoga, Tai Chi, personal weight training, and other related topics.
I’ve gotten into a major exercise kick as a result. Now, in addition to running, I spend a little time practicing Tai Chi Chuan, and doing some rather intense weight training.
Is that why I’m so tired? I’m not sure. Problem is, I’m not feeling any more tired at night, but I have real trouble getting up. Today, I (purposefully) ignored the alarm and slept in until 10:00 a.m. This is good, as I obviously needed the sleep, but it’s a bad sign.