I walked to the bank, then I did something wise. I went in the book room and laid down on the couch. I think I was out for about ninety minutes. While I don't feel perfect yet, I do feel less nauseous, maybe less enough to actually try eating something, although what that something is I know not. I think this way my body's way of saying I have not been sleeping enough and to take a true day off and that meant from the jog, too. This is the first day in three months I won't have jogged and that's probably a good thing.
