The light at the end of the tunnel of this hot mess that is congestion and misery of course!
The first day off from running when I am sick almost comes as a relief. It is a real reason to take it easy, catch up on my daytime TV and just give my body a break. I guess getting sick is my body's way of saying "Hey, remember me? This vessel you've been beating up on with all your long runs lately? Give me a B-R-E-A-K!" And I totally get it body, I love and appreciate you so I will give you a days rest. And you know what I would even love to give you two, because you mean that much to me. But three days, and I am really starting to loose my patience.
With each passing day that my sinuses stayed blocked, I added a sad face and "sick" to my training calendar, knowing all too well I shouldn't push myself. I could almost feel the fitness draining out of my legs and my belly bloating up from no exercise. With out breathing right I wasn't even able to do yoga. Boo Hiss.
SICK. SICK. SICK. When will it end?
Thankfully yesterday I was able to breathe through my nose for a significant amount of the day and managed to hack up only half a lung, and that was in the morning. Feeling well enough for some exercise I decided a two-ish mile run/jog along the tow bath with Boyfriend would be just enough to make me feel like I wasn't turning into a sloth. I couldn't have asked for anything better, even the weather wanted to cooperate and get warmer for me. By the end of the whole thing I had even broken a (very tiny) sweat. Promptly upon returning home I took advantage of my current energy and positive attitude, rolled out the pink yoga mat, and did a nice 10 minute core workout.
What is that glimmer up ahead. . . could it be. . . light?
Things I can enjoy now that I can enjoy breathing: Running and Flowers!
xx Sara
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