Over the course of the past year I've ran hundreds of miles. I've lifted a few weights. Not many, mind you. I've swam a few laps. I've tried to eat a little healthier. And I've been consistent with getting a decent night's sleep more times than not. So how does my body repay me, you ask??
My body failed to fend off the attacking army of germs and I've been riddled with chest congestion, sore throat, a runny nose, a stuffy nose, and coughing. The coughing is the worst. Only because it aggravates the throat, which inflames the chest causing me to wheeze and start the coughing all over again. Yes, my body loves me.
It's been a very long four days with this crud actively rearing it's ugly head. I've taken enough Mucinex, Sudafed, NyQuil, and EmergenC to kill a small horse. I'm not sure if I've seen the worst or the worst is yet to come. I'll be lucky to make it through the day without losing my voice.
Needless to say, I haven't been running since Tuesday. That fact alone is enough to piss me off about this whole sickness. I was on a really good streak, darn it!! I don't have time for this sickness crap. I have a half marathon to prepare for!!!
And with that little rant done, I'm going to finish off this glass of EmergenC and get in a hot, steamy shower.
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