I had a horrible, frightening, near death experience Friday night. I had the most horrible cramp I can ever remember. I don't know how many people have woken up in the middle of the night due to a cramp, but if you have you know that it isn't fun. I usually get them in the middle of my left calve muscle. It's always in the same place. Friday, however, it was different. Normally I can rub and breathe it out. This night I couldn't. I woke up screaming. I almost fell out of bed and I was hunched of the bed pretty much in tears. Kody woke up and thought something terrible had happened (it was terrible...he just likes to make fun of me now). I couldn't do anything. No amount of rubbing or breathing would make this sucker go away. It was stubborn. Finally after a minute, but what seemed like an eternity, it calmed down. All day Saturday my calve hurt. It felt like someone had repeatedly kicked me in the same spot. I have determined the cause of this deadly cramp was dehydration. Being the intelligent person that I am, I worked out in the garage on Friday afternoon in about 95 degree heat. My water consumption was also pretty low that day. I have been carrying around a water bottle with me ever since. I learned my lesson.
Last night we bought The 300 and watched about half of it before bed. I love the movie and have seen it before. Last night I kept having dreams about people getting decapitated. It freaked me out. Just thought everyone would like to know.
I'm going to the PGA tomorrow for work. Maybe I'll meet Tiger. That would be fantastic.