Stupid, evil scratchy throat. Started Tuesday evening, still going. I dislike it when things hit my upper respitory system, because they tend to linger, even when I'm over the germs. My throat gets scratchy, I cough, I cause damage to the tissue, my throat stays scratchy, I cough... And on it goes. Lots of cool soothing liquids, I guess.
Dispite this, I went to Tai Chi the last couple nights. So glad I did. We went over some stuff I wouldn't have wanted to miss. (Most complicated posture in form was broken down by Sifu). And I can make up for the rest I didn't get, 'cause Spring Break has started. I'm both glad and scared by this. Glad, because I needed the break. Scared because that means that the semester is half over and we're coming up oon exams and EEP! Achem. But the break will be nice.
I've also decided to work on my tendancy to think with my mouth. Not only will I be less inclined to interrupt people, but I'll stop talking to myself when I'm all alone. Not that the first isn't important.
Dispite this, I went to Tai Chi the last couple nights. So glad I did. We went over some stuff I wouldn't have wanted to miss. (Most complicated posture in form was broken down by Sifu). And I can make up for the rest I didn't get, 'cause Spring Break has started. I'm both glad and scared by this. Glad, because I needed the break. Scared because that means that the semester is half over and we're coming up oon exams and EEP! Achem. But the break will be nice.
I've also decided to work on my tendancy to think with my mouth. Not only will I be less inclined to interrupt people, but I'll stop talking to myself when I'm all alone. Not that the first isn't important.