Day 7 - Pain and agony

Yesterday, because life is short and Thunder deserves happiness and fun, I went for a hike with her.  She is not the easiest dog to go hiking with, she won't go more then ten feet from me and if she is away from me for more then five minutes shes is racing back, not because she can't see me, but just in case I decide to desert her.

I don't know why she has this fear of desertion, I have never deserted her, but she is always circling walking inches in front of me, so I usually trip over her, and I think what a weird dog, most dogs would be long gone running, finding something to traumatize, seeking those nasty smelling whatever (usually something dead), but not this little princess.

Truthfully it has nothing to do with me, but everything to do with what is in my pocket.  No not food, A BALL.  I won't let her play with the ball until we have hiked at least a couple of miles, but within a quarter of a mile she thinks it is time for her to get her reward.  She is so very annoying.

But I digress.  Anyway it was relatively hot out (well for me anyway) and I just brought enough water for her, but I was not that thirsty anyway, it wasn't "that" hot.  I get home, and get caught up in work, kept thinking I should get something to drink, but I just never got around to it.

Then it was time to play pickleball.  I thought I had better have something to eat before I go, or I will bonk.  But I got side tracked and I forgot to grab something.

Pickleball is played in a gym, and it is hot, and nobody wanted to play with me, so I was playing singles, with someone much better than I and losing badly, he had me running from one end of the court to another, and slamming all the shots down my throat.  After an hour, I was dripping sweat on the gym floor and he asked if I wanted to get some water.  I said I was good, because I had no water with me, I forgot my food - I forgot my water.

I finished up and left for home, and felt a little twinge in my leg.  Not to bad, figured I would get home, get something to drink, shower and go to bed.  I got home with no incident and showered had something to eat and drink and headed to bed.

Five minutes in bed both my legs, my foot, my hand and my back started to spasm/cramp.  My eye started twitching and I was all but paralyzed with pain.  Screaming and swearing, begging Ted to come downstairs to help me, he was weirdly silent, and the pain did not subside anytime soon.  In fact Thunder went and hid under the bed. 

By the time I got the cramps under control, I just knew I was going to be in for a bad day of swimming the next morning.  And I was.  The cramps came early in the workout, and I didn't get my full workout in, but hey, I am not cramping now.