A Relaxing Nap

So, I got up this morning as usual. ‘Get up’ though, is sort of a misnomer. I dragged myself out of bed, using language that actually caused smoke to rise from the carpet. I threw on some sweats, jumped on my exercise bike, did 20-minutes, ate breakfast, and then hopped in the shower.

I was going about my business applying soap to various bits and at some point, I’m pretty sure I fell asleep. Now, I’m not 100% on this, but I did spend almost twenty-minutes in there, so I either took the slowest shower in my entire life (personal best: 1 minutes, 39 seconds) or ninjas snuck into my house and reset the clocks (and my watch, and the clocks at work, including on my computer which is password protected).

It was just kind of odd. I honestly didn’t think you could do that. Now, I love a good hot shower as much as the next guy, maybe more so than most, but falling asleep standing up in a tub with hot water hitting you seems like a stretch.

Now I’m wondering at what other times I’ve fallen asleep and not realized it. I know I did it in high school (a lot) and I have no actual recollections of church, though my mother made me go for a number of years. Come to think of it, ’84 is kind of a blur, as is ’95-’99.

Upon reflection, what did I blog about last week?

Cheers,
-Jason