I know I mentioned that I’d been fighting some kind of illness that was exacerbated by the flying & the marathoning, but it pretty much dissipated as my legs healed, and I thought that was the end of it.
Last week was my final week of class #3 (A-, keeping those 4.0 dreams alive), and the week that I finished my last project for the “Six Weeks From Hell” theme event that I do at work every 4 months.
Friday evening, I did happy hour with a friend. I got home & didn’t feel well. I managed to perk up the next couple of days for walnut harvesting, bike riding with soon-to-be-marathoners, brunch & movies, but Monday I wasn’t feeling it.
I chalked it up to it being, well, Monday. By the time I got home, though, I knew I wasn’t making my post-work run. Instead, I laid on the couch and moaned theatrically.
I went to work on Tuesday, but was sent home around noon. I put on my pj’s, and then proceeded to watch a lot of Buffy & practice my theatrical moaning. I repeated this on Wednesday.
I’m not really sure what’s wrong. I am tired. Super tired. Like I haven’t slept in a couple of days tired. And I kind of…ache. My head, my back, etc. I don’t have a fever (I’m pretty sure), and I am back at work today, but needless to say, I have still not run. this is the longest I have gone without running in a year (when I was knee-habbing), and it’s a bit odd. I have my appointment with my nutritionist tomorrow, and I was really hoping to get a run in then, but it might just be a run around the block.
I just hate this vague sick feeling – I’d rather just be sick & get it over with, rather than ache & whine. However, since I’m here, and whining, I might as well make it thorough, right?
Anyways – I am going to take it easy this weekend. I am going out to dinner tonight, and then sleeping for three days. I may run. I may not. I live life on the edge!
(Please send soup.)