Even in Kyoto

My body hurts. All over. Muscles are sore that I didn't realize that I had (okay, I've taught enough anatomy that, if I thought about it really hard, I could figure out which muscles they are, but just play along). I don't think it helped that I went out for drinks last night instead of curling up in a little ball. Oh well. Maybe I'll be better next time. Alas, I must get stuff done today. No more lounging around on my (sore) bum. The weird part is that it's hard to convince myself to eat a whole lot. And that makes me wonder just where those 2,100 calories came from yesterday. What kinds of energy reserves are typical for a person to have on board? I mean, I know I have enough body fat that I can do something outrageous like a marathon and not risk energetic/etc. imbalances in the same way that somebody with a really ridiculously small amount of body fat would. Take that, anorexically skinny supermodels! But yeah--now I'm really curious about the physiology of recovery. Obviously my recovery process hasn't been ideal, but it could be worse. But what could I change? Should I really force myself to eat? Should I have had more water to drink? (I don't think I can ever stomach lemon-lime Gatorade again) Should I just not over-analyze the recovery process?

In any case.

This evening I shall eat large quantities of Indian Food and then force people to play Scrabble. Heh heh heh. I can't wait for the big Scrabble board to arrive.