Kailey is a superhero. YAY!

When I started blogging, I never promised it would be interesting…

You know those people who blog and/or post on facebook about their favorite breakfast this season, or their child’s bowel movements, or the best brand of diaper, or when diapering your baby it should always be cloth, or how they’ve started buying clothes from an online website because it’s the shizznat, and you really need to copy their apparel establishment preference, or the latest and greatest diet/workout regime and how awesome they are doing at it? You know those people? I am about to become those people in the next few paragraphs. Consider yourselves warned.

When I was a kid, I had inhuman energy and endurance. As a toddler, if I took a nap too late in the day, I would not sleep at night. Add to that any sort of nutritional stimulation such as chocolate after noon, and I was sure to be up till the wee small hours of the morning. From what I’ve heard, I wasn’t a spaz, but I was definitely awake and active during the day, so much so that my mother had to walk me for miles even at the tender age of three, and use various other techniques to wear me out so that come nightfall, I would sleep.

Then came the Great Meth Saga of my adolescence. No, I never took meth, but my parents accidently bought what had been previously used as a meth lab. It’s a long story worn out from too many tellings so I’ll reserve it for another time if you’re lucky. In any case it caused my family’s health to deteriorate at a rate that would shake the resolve of many people weaker than my mother. But she fought to keep us alive, and when the ordeal was over, help us heal from all the contamination. Now, three years outside of that house, I’ve returned to the old Kailey, the one with superhuman energy and stamina. The one that never gets sick and can’t take naps. The one for whom a cup of coffee is not just a little pick me up, but causes a superhero complex for up to three hours after consumption.

While I prefer being this Kailey, and am more than thankful for this change, being healthy has proven to be an adjustment. Yesterday, in the hopes that I could induce sleepiness before bedtime, I ran ten miles. I have not run ten miles maybe ever.  In my life. Then I went grocery shopping. Grocery shopping in London, with my diet, means I walk two miles to Whole Foods with an empty backpack. Then I buy food. Then I fill my empty backpack and walk another two miles home with a full backpack. After putting in approximately fourteen miles on foot yesterday, some with added weight, most at a running pace, I was wide awake come bedtime. I need to learn how to wear myself out again because after not sleeping well last night, I am dragging today. And I know that with the old Kailey returning, tiredness during the day does not guarantee sleep at night unless I add more exercise to the mix. So here I go running again.

If you read through all of that…Kudos! I might have stopped earlier. Nothing like someone talking about themselves for five hundred words about the way their body functions. Maybe next time I post I’ll have some pictures or something to make it worthwhile.  Until then, cheers! ß(That’s another thing. As far as I can figure, this little English word is complicated)