Altitude.

Oh, how I hate it. Yesterday, I admitted out loud, “I am really having trouble breathing … because the air is thin … and I am not.” The thin air up here in the mountains gives me headaches, doesn’t allow me to walk for more than a few blocks without gasping for air, and humiliates me by making me feel even fatter than I already am. I have trouble sleeping, either waking up gasping, or having to take as deep breaths as possible for as long as possible. I also feel sluggish, stupid and sleepy. But that last one could just be because I don’t sleep well.