Thursday I joined a gym in my neighborhood. I thought I was in pretty good shape, after all I do ride my bike a lot. Thought I was in good shape is not the same as being in good shape. I was ok Thursday night. I actually felt very good. Friday morning wasn’t too bad either. As Friday progressed, things changed. I realized that I wasn’t in very good shape at all. By the time I got home from school everything ached.
Needless to say, I didn’t go out Friday night. Actually I was kind of glad for the excuse. I really didn’t want to deal with anyone. I know that isolation is bad for one’s mental health, but really I didn’t want to deal with anyone.
Saturday morning I woke up, not really achy but not really feeling full of vim and vigor. But. I had the day already planned and the appointments already made. The morning I had a hair appointment where they did a scalp treatment that felt a bit like liquid arctic ice, and then got a hair cut in celebration of summer and my more active lifestyle. Then I bounced down to the facial shop, where I fell asleep as the woman was massaging and treating my face. I woke up, and went to the manicure shop, and got a manicure. I then went home.
I did not leave my home after that. It felt so good to do nothing . I had planned to go on a hike on Sunday with one of the hiking groups I joined on facebook. They usually go to major mountains or outside of Seoul, but Sunday they had planned on a city hike. I thought seriously about it, but then changed my mind and took a long bike ride instead.
Don’t worry my burrowing instinct isn’t very strong, and I already have plans for next Saturday. Pictures will ensue.