The Day My Body Said, “Oh No You Don’t”

20141115_094143I had a very weird experience on Sunday.

On Saturday I ran an all-day event for my business. It actually started on Friday night, when I entertained and hosted a few of the out-of-towners, followed by about 5 hours of sleep (it should have been more, but I did that thing where I kept waking up thinking I had missed my alarm), followed by 15 straight ours of complete extroversion (I’m an introvert).

I tried to stay hydrated and well-fed throughout the day, but I may not have achieved that goal.

I woke up on Sunday morning at 8:30 and did as anyone would do after working 15 hours of work on a Saturday: I went back to work.

Then, about 2 hours into work, it was like my body slapped me in the face. “Baby Jamey,” it said, “you better get back in bed right now and not get up until I tell you to.”

I’m not one to sleep in, and as much as I love naps, I haven’t taken one in a while. But Sunday was different. I was out. My head hurt and my stomach ached. I got up around 2:00 to eat a little bit, and then I went back to bed again. I finally woke up around 6:00 to eat a proper dinner and work for a few hours before falling asleep at a normal hour.

The only times I’ve ever done anything like that were severe hangovers (I didn’t have an ounce of alcohol on Saturday) and when I returned from after my junior year abroad (I think I slept almost 20 hours straight).

Have you ever done this? Has your body ever said, “Get in bed!”, and when you woke up, you felt like a new man/woman?