Today's lesson: I am not a superhero.
What I thought I could do:
Move for 17 hours in 100 degree heat and then work a full day the following day.
What actually happened:
I dragged myself into work at 9 a.m. (sick, sore and exhausted), stayed until 1 p.m. and then went home to see if it was possible to rest in my insufferable apartment. It was not. But I did find that occasionally sticking my head in my freezer served as a substitute for air conditioning.