It is a FACT that I never get sick when I'm running consistenly. Sure, I can't avoid catching some sort of stomach bug virus, but in general? I don't get sick.
I've had trouble with my sinuses/allergies since I was a kid, but I am convinced that running regularly helps keep everything working correctly. I only seem to have serious issues these days whenever I'm on a break from running.
Monday I felt worse and worse as the evening went on. I got in my bed at 8:45. Hello, how old are we? That was my bed time in like... middle school. I think the only time I've gone to bed "early" to my recollection in my adult years was the first time I ran a 21-miler in the heat back in 2007. I passed out watching tv at 6:30pm and slept until the next morning.
I wish I could say I slept well, but it was a fitful sleep. I tossed. I turned. I tried to clear my throat a million times in hopes that the drainage causing it to hurt might just break the next time I tried again. I sprayed my throat with Cloraseptic in an attempt to get some relief. It worked long enough to fall asleep, but then it wore off soon enough to wake me back up.
Needless to say, I didn't make it to work yesterday. I rarely take a sick day, but I felt so miserable and tired and unhappy that there was just no way I could force myself to sit at the computer all day. I finally managed to get to sleep for real around 4am and stayed in bed until 11. After that, I pretty much spent the rest of the day on the couch.
Daytime tv when you don't have cable? Surprisingly ok for the one random sick day. I watched The Bonnie Hunt Show. I laughed over two episodes of The Cosby Show that I've probably seen 5 times. I watched The Ellen Degeneres Show (seriously, that's one daytime tv show that I probably would watch regularly if I were at home). I even watched Oprah... and I'm usually pretty anti-Oprah these days.
I'm still not feeling great, and I still slept in a bit... but I made it back to work. It's exhausting. You know you don't feel well when you think if you go to sleep you won't wake up until tomorrow. However, I'm feeling a TON better today then yesterday... so I'll take it.
Oh, and by the way, thank you for your kind and encouraging comments on my last post. I certainly wasn't trying to get a bunch of sympathy, but it still brought me warm fuzzies to hear from each of you. I think some of you were even commenting for the first time! Yay! Seriously though, it's always nice to know that other people know what it's like to be in a bit of a funk. And now it's a sick funk... but I'll bounce back and return you all to your regularly scheduled Melanie blogging soon. Just stick with me for a few days.
And this is random, but do any of my fellow cat lovers out there get as big of a kick as I do out of how a cat LOVES to look out a window? I keep the blinds open in my back bedroom for Tucker because I found he loves to look out that window the most (my guess is because the dog is in the backyard). All of my other windows have something under them he can sit on and work his way behind the blinds. However, even with all these places he can view the outside world, he runs between my legs and gets up on his hind legs to look out the storm door as soon as I get the back door opened every. single. morning. You'd think he'd never seen the outside world before and that this is his only opportunity each day to see what's going on.
Of course, I'm a sucker for how cute he is and I always pick him up and hold him so he can see out for a few seconds. Today I held him longer because it was snowing, and I figured he should get to check it out. He did seem to realize there was something coming down.
And when I say snow, I mean an hour's worth of flurries that leave no sign whatsoever that they were here other than wet roads. And yet, the schools were still out today.
I wish we'd just get a really good snow. My sled hasn't been used since 2003. Seriously. It's time.