I am dragging today. I don’t know why. I’m lethargic and tired. I even nodded off for a few minutes in the studio. I thought I slept okay. I felt like I did.
I know WrestleMania was last night. And, yeah, I know its cheesy but I’ve been a ‘Rasslin” ran all my life and that hasn’t changed. This is not a post about that, but I will say it started off right and just dwindled over time. I’m going to say it, seven hours of wrestling is too much. I can sit and watch WWE Network for hours but when it’s all current/keeping-up-with stuff, that’s hard. Seven hours, I tell ya. The pre-game started at 5pm and the show proper at 7pm and went until midnight (well later because I had paused it a couple of times). Too much, WWE, remember that.
On top of just being tired, for the first time in four months, I slept with my contacts in. Mine are made to withstand that every once in a while but my eyes have grown accustomed to resting at night. I also think that not having them in allows me to rest better, as well. That is probably a big contributor to this. I don’t know how I forgot to take them out. It is a nightly routine. I guess I was mentally fatigued from watching the choreographed combative ballet that I enjoy so much.
So, I’ve been listening to Queensryche in the studio trying to wake myself up. I’m kind of glad we didn’t record Fan Interference today because I may have very well fallen asleep on TC. No worries, though, I’m okay. I have Apartment 5B to do in a bit (have I told you about that? That’s another story) and a late lunch with my good pal, Tim. That will wake me up.
Then I’ll go home and watch more WWE until I fall out (and take my contacts out). I hope you have a great day…
Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
“Resting for me is fitness training.” – Jenson Button