The tides are turning

A fun night with plenty of drinks leads to a less fun experience today, even though the merry memories of the past evening act to console the pounding inside head. Taking a long afternoon nap the run is put off until well into the night. Wearing a little too much gear leads to sweating profusely as the twenty minutes go by with a sort of purging. It wasn’t that the hangover disappeared immediately but similar to waves receding with the tide, the uncomfortable sensations inside waned leaving behind a fresher body like the waves do cleansed sand.