Downtime in DC
Decided Saturday night / last minute to take my new friend Emily up on her offer to visit DC. I had already trekked back to West Virginia (state 48!) for Bridge Day, so it was only a few more hours to the nation’s capital. Although we all know it’s not actually one of the 50 states (so technically it doesn’t count toward my goal) I figure it’s still a place. And it’s a place I haven’t been before, so I mean, why not?
And last minute, Emily was like, Yes! My futon is free.
She threw a key under the mat, and I was at her apartment in Alexandria before she was off work. And I napped on that glorious futon. And then I finally watched Slumdog Millionaire and ate some macaroni and laid on the couch and did not get off the couch until Emily got home from work.
For the record, movie watching is not something I do. Like, ever. Except when I feel like total crap. Which I did. I thought maybe it was just from being a bit sleep deprived from camping in sub-freezing weather for a few nights. But it turns out, I am sick. I started to feel sick in Nashville, but I pushed it down deep and kept going. I went through Mammoth Cave National Park, Louisville, Fayetteville, WV, and then I got to DC. And judging from the fact that I slept until 3:00 p.m. today, and still don’t feel great, I’m definitely sick. Or something.
I think my body is telling me that I’ve been doing too much. Too many late nights and early mornings and long drives and unhealthy foods. Too many drinks and freezing cold nights in tents.
And maybe DC doesn’t seem like the prime spot to relax and rejuvenate, but that is my plan. It is sunny and beautiful. I have access to a comfortable sleeping space and a tub for hot baths. And I have time. Or rather, I’m taking time. I’m going to slow it down a bit, do some yoga in the mornings, drink some tea, read some books, take care of my body and soul a little more than maybe I have been recently.
And hopefully I’ll feel revived enough, soon enough, to do a bit of exploring. 😉