Carrie(d) Away

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19 Jan

Day 7: Migraine and a Breakfast Burrito

8 a.m. class. 

Got up. Went to it. Survived through it. And then work came, and I almost passed out. See, I went to bed with a migraine last night, and woke up with one this morning. I tried to power through it (which tends to be one of my problems), but apparently that didn’t work. The room started spinning and off to bed I went. 

4 p.m. 

This is the time that I ventured out of bed. Just in time for the sunset. Yup, I was in bed for 8 hours straight. I hated the feeling of my vision blurring and my peripherals fuzzing. Ugh. But, with 8 hours of sleep under my belt, and probably too many painkillers later, I was able to get up and make it to my 5 o’clock photo lab, eat a breakfast burrito at Lizi’s (thanks, friend!), and take pictures for my journalism class. And here I am- in bed- ready to go back to sleep. Ridiculous.

I can’t remember the last time I’ve slept this much. Let’s just say that I definitely needed it. Because, as I have learned, migraines can be vicious. And they’re the worst kind of headache. Ever. 

As for my 40 days? Well, it wasn’t much of a problem today, obviously. I still miss coffee. And I took the stairs a few times, but so far- in this day 7, life is not too shabby. 

"My brothers and sisters, when you have many kinds of troubles, you should be full of joy, because you know that these troubles test your faith, and this will give you patience." -James 1:2-3

18 Jan

Day 6 : No coffee shops or elevators.

My journey started nearly a week ago; when we, as a student body, were urged to give up something in our lives that was hindering us from something. 

One- No coffee shops. 

First thought; coffee. Second thought; NO. I cannot give it up completely. Third thought; okay, how about just giving up coffee shops? And so it happened. 

It’s been almost a week since I last stepped foot inside a coffee shop. And, if you actually know me, you might know that this is somewhat of a struggle. I get massive amounts of homework done in coffee shops- but I’m saving myself loads of money by refraining. Not gonna lie- it pained me a little to walk by the other day. But I didn’t go in! Progress.

Two- No more elevator. 

You may not understand the significance of this particular fast. See, I live on 7th floor, and travel up the stairs to my room several times a day. Now, if you do the math, there are about 70 stairs (yes, I counted..) and let’s say I go to my room 5 times a day…. that’s 350 stairs. Boom. I will soon have legs of steel. 

There are so many other things I could give up as well. Negative thoughts, procrastination, caring what others think, sugary foods, cheese… But in all honesty, I just want these 40 days to mean something. I want to look back and be able to pinpoint some sort of change in my life because of this- because of these 40 days. Giving things up and replacing them with prayer, journaling, and exercise.

Into day 6, I feel better already. I’ve been exercising more (not just the elevator, but yoga and running and ab workouts, oh my!) And I’ve also been making a conscious effort to spend more time with God. Makes a profound difference. Well, I guess we’ll see how the rest of the days go.

In the words of Terry Gottschall, stay tuned.