Small Slice

I think I got a spider bite on the neck, right at the base of my skull behind one ear.  The area isn't particularly inflamed, although it does have a blister-looking thing.  But the muscles and tendons in that area are knotted up directly under the bite area, and it is quite painful to turn my head.  This has been going on since Sunday evening.  Anyone else had one of these types of things?

I'm taking tylenol.  And looking straight ahead.  Heh.

I'm also quite shaky today.  Given the amount of forbidden fruit that I consumed (alcohol, cookies, chocolate-dipped macademia nuts by the pound, caffeine-laden drinks...) I think that I'm just going through withdrawal, but I'm almost hoping that it is a spider-bite related reaction.  I hate to think that I'm going to be paying for my vacation eating transgressions by being queasy and shaky for a week.

I weighed myself this morning, for the first time in a week.  170 pounds.  Woo!  Or, should I say...woo.  It is hard to be too excited about the lack of change.

After a breakfast of one scrambled egg and a whole wheat english muffin, I'm feeling motivated to take on the day.  I might take a trip over to the local running shoe store, and see if I can't get a proper pair of shoes that will eliminate the shin-splints.  I don't really have any major desire to be a runner, though, so perhaps I will spend my exercise time today jumping on the trampoline while I switch loads of laundry.

Or maybe, I'll don the grass skirt and coconut bra (again) and make up a hula routine to impress my children when they get home from school.  I wonder what the neighbors would say if I ran my errands in that getup.  Can you just see me dropping off the kids' lunch money at the school, visiting the bank, dropping into the grocery store?  I can, and it is making me laugh. 

Alas, it is only 60 degrees.  I'm not that brave.