Like I told Chris this morning, I think my body hates me.
I don't know why it hates me. I feed it good, tasty foods, like organic fruit and soybeans and French cheeses and fish and soba noodles and spinach and almonds and full-fat ice cream. I exercise it, with running and biking and weights and yoga. I cleanse it and moisturize it like a motherfucker with lovely Lush products. I give it enough sleep (usually). I don't punish it with toxic substances (every day). I get massages when I can afford them and take hot baths and saunas to try to relax it. Everything should be A-OK, right?
But no. I'm going to the doctor again today. My legs hurt, and have hurt for a couple of weeks now, and my feet feel tingly, and my lower back started really hurting yesterday. I feel like a crazy person, what with all my afflictions.
It's always something. I just want to feel good for more than one or two days at a time. Is that too much to ask?
Posted by thevieve at April 7, 2006 2:39 PM