It started subtly, about a month ago, with waking up a little more sore than usual. There were maybe a half-dozen things I attributed the pain to:
Clenching my jaw while sleeping, stress was the cause.
Getting old, but that’s bullshit hype, you can’t escape time but I’m one fit f*cker and I’m not that old yet.
The cold, as anyone who’s lived through a northern winter will tell you, the cold hurts.
The Flu/Cold, I got the flu first and followed that up with a cold – lovely way to start the new year.
Taking a couple of weeks off to get over the flu and cold… A sedentary life hurts way more than an active one.
There’s sick and I didn’t even get into the wild speculation. Every single one of those was probably a contributing factor with the exception of age but didn’t go the full way to explaining why I was so damned sore. A few days ago, after the girls had swim practice and were understandably hungry (cold pool), my wife stopped at a McDonald’s on the way home so they could eat on the way home and get straight to bed. McDonald’s is rarely a first choice but it’s a rare day I’ll turn down a Fish ‘O Filet and some fries… But I wasn’t hungry. I was struck, for maybe the second time in the last ten years, with an absolutely uncontrollable craving…for water. I drank the whole thing and refilled it when I got home. Then I had a glass of Gatorade to wash the water down.
The next day I woke up pain free.
Now, if you’re thinking, “Well, Duh”! You have a point, I should have seen that one coming. December was a fairly average month, without the snow and the first half of January wasn’t so bad either… Since then, however, the weather took a serious turn to the bone-chillingly cold temps and we even managed to get some snow on the ground so everything is locked up tight and we’re constantly running the heat. One thing we all know is that heating a home (or office) sucks the water out of everything.
I have no idea how dehydrated I was but I can guarantee you this: For my body to start hurting in must have been fairly significant. To tell you the truth, I’m a little embarrassed by the whole ordeal. I should know better by now. Whatever, it is what it is. I’ll chalk it up to one of those things I should have been prepared for but wasn’t.
HEY! This is my 1,776th post!
Special thanks to FoxNews for the photo (chuckle).
Fit Recovery 
Very interesting indeed!
“I’m one fit f*cker!” hahaha I like that. That’s what I’m gonna tell 30 year old dudes that I beat in a sprint . . . and I’m 45!
Exactly!
I was wondering what the link was between dehydration and patriotism, now it all makes sense 😉
You aren’t the only one Jim. When it is this bloody cold I often go the whole day without drinking water and then wonder in the evening why I feel like crap. I’ve moved to herbal tea. At least it’s warm. 🙂
I used to love a cup of Sleepy Time but it’s been forever and a day.
Huh, perhaps that was one of my problems this summer, that lead to nagging mid back stiffness, plus the extra kms I had been packing on. Water, that will be my first go to now. Thanks.
Gotta have that good old high-quality H2O