Mark this as the night I almost killed myself running too hard in the cold.
Literally, almost killed myself…Never have I breathed that hard or wanted to throw up so badly or was that lightheaded or delirious in my life. And then I had to walk up that little hill back up to my house to yell for Pa to give me his inhaler or I didn’t know what would happen.
Also I think I was dehydrated, that definitely didn’t help.
I hate to say it was worth it, but at least I feel somewhat accomplished exercising a LITTLE bit today…
Oh well, it’ll all be worth it in the end I guess, which is hopefully later rather than sooner.
Gonna go to sleep and try to not die, night.