5.02.2005

don't tell my heart...my achy breaky heart :)

no, this message is not a tribute to the king of all mullets, billy ray cyrus. :) i just couldn't do that to my reading public and i don't want to sacrifice the slim integrity that my blog has. (i said slim...i know it doesn't have much.)

so lately, my heart has been very palpitaty. i've had problems with it since 7th grade. i remember it vividly. we were running some kind of insane drill at basketball practice, which was appropriate called suicides or something (crazy sadistic gym teachers....her name was Ms. Hasenwinkle...she was mean) and my heart switched from beating fast because i was exercise to going mock 11. then i started to black out and figured i should stop running. :) that scenario has been going on randomly (not regulary) since then. i don't even want to speculate how many years that's been because it will just prove once again that i'm old. (fine...i would have been 12 or 13 in 7th grade...so freakin 17 years..). well, lately it has felt like it's on the verge of an episode pretty constantly so i went to the doctor and found out that part of what might cause it is anxiety. time for kate to cut back on stress and start doing yoga again. :) the cutting back on stress part may be difficult right now since i have two papers to finish in the next week. but if you know of other stress relieving activities, i'm all ears. (this is the part where drew makes some remark involving sex...i'm predicting it.)

anywho, i get drugs now and hopefully they will start working and i'm really looking forward to some chill time this summer. it's kind of ironic if any of you read mike's blog recently. he wrote about being really laid back and apparently i have the opposite situation going on. :) not that that makes me more decisive though. just achy breaky evidently.

okay, time to write.

1 comment:

Timmie Smith said...

my suggestion: drink more beer.

Beer is relaxing.