Oh, never mind. My neighbor Teri gave me one last night and I still only slept for four hours. Surely this will end soon. I'm too tired to not sleep at this point. Martin suggested I might be drinking too much tea. But it's mostly green tea. Sure, four 32 oz. pots a day might be a lot for some, but I have no other beverage vices. No soda, no juice, not even coffee. Water and tea. Oh, I guess wine and bourbon too. I'd suppose those count as vices, eh? Ok, so back to the tea. Today I didn't drink any [tea] after 1:00 p.m. So we'll see.
So after not sleeping, I went to the 7:30 a.m. spinning class. Why? Because I'm crazy. There could be no other explanation, could there? It's near torture, yet I look forward to it like nothing else. And, as always, just a few minutes after it started, I wanted to cry like a baby. I persevered. And I'm certain I'll do it again next week. But I really don't understand why.
So logically, with 13 hours of sleep in the last 96, plus ridiculous exercise habits I should be asleep right now, right? Okay. Then I should give it a whirl, shouldn't I?