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[chess]

I really do hate it that I can't sleep beyond about 8:30am. I'm pretty sure I got just over four hours sleep and hence won't keel over and die through lack of sleep, but I suspect it'll all catch up with me either this evening or the day after tomorrow (those being the two favourite times for my body to register its displeasure at something). On that note, I ache more from the ceilidh currently than I did yesterday. What's with that?

I'm not quite sure what to do now. I could try and go back to sleep, I suppose, but I think my success will be limited. Everyone who has any sense will be asleep. I could go to a random church, but that'd probably make me have trouble getting to Poohsticks in time. I could, like, actually do some work, but that would involve work... (it's just the awkward bits I've been putting off, which makes it even less appealing).

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[chess]

Yes, the following day is normal. The day *after* that, however, is when I normally run into trouble... so not only am I lulled into a false sense of security at the time, the idea that I've gotten away with it is also cemented the next day, and then the morning after that is when I realise that no, my muscles have merely been biding their time ready to protest more effectively...

[darnn.livejournal.com]

Remove them. That will show them. And everybody.

[jarel.livejournal.com]

I've certainly had the same thing happen a few times, following karate training. Enough times that it doesn't quite seem such a surprise anymore, but those are still the worst occasions ;)

[tienelle.livejournal.com]

You know, you can probably avoid this and stay on a wave of "it won't hurt 'till tomorrow" by dancing the next day, too. And so on.

This may not be the brightest idea I've ever had.