funk

I don't particularly want to go to practice tonight. I'm just not feeling it. My brain hurts, my body hurts, my existence hurts. I believe that's what is called a funk. I'm stuck in a bit of a rut. Given the choice, I'd love to stay in bed all day reading books, watching movies and eating take out, but that's a guaranteed ticket to depression-land. And I've been there before, so I'm going to face my funk head on. Gobble up a dose of exercise and adrenaline to send the blues away.

I'm of the opinion that derby cures everything. But I think right now, I'm feeling like derby has taken over my life almost too much and I could use a little bit of time to myself. Derby tonight, alone time tomorrow night.