So, I ended up sleeping for over 19 hours, which is a greatly new record for me. (Previously 14 hours I think, on the conclusion of college.) I guess All Bal really requires a lot of you. That was the first event I've ever been to where dancers much better than me were sitting about rubbing and talking about their feet, ankles, and knees; and I was in the exact same boat. (Swing dancing is really abusive to the body; apparently Bal more so than general.)
On waking, I walked to our sliding glass doors. It felt so good to use my body! I guessed it should after lying still for 19 hours. Nicely, my knees and foot tendons feel fantastic. I guessed I recuperated. Then after being up for over two hours, I took my first sip of water. I had wanted just a sip, but after tasting it it I thought, oh, my goodness!, and imbibed the remainder therewith.
I've got to remember how reinitialising it is to sleep for such an extended spell.
On waking though it did feel like somebody had grabbed hold of the time axis and yanked it a day across my frame. One of my roommates annoyed me by starting up conversation with me. I realised that my annoyance came because from my perspective I had just spent a lot more time talking with him than I had meant to, delaying my rest; from his perspective nearly a day had passed since last we'd spoken.
... and I have been sleeping about 8 hours or lesser in the past few weeks. Its strange, I don't know why I wake up sooner than earlier, but I think I like it. It makes me feel like I get more done during the day, I cannot certify though
- Sonia
Posted by: Sonia Sanchez | Friday, 06 July 2007 at 21:35