Remember in mid-October when I sprained my ankle and didn’t run again until December? I did most everything I was told while resting and healing. I slept in because I wasn’t allowed to workout. I stayed up late because I didn’t have to worry about waking up early. I did my ankle exercises. I biked when I was finally able to workout. And I kept it slow and steady when I was finally allowed to run.
And run I did. I had a great time running for a month. I ran in Berkeley, California while visiting my friend. I did hill repeats in the neighborhood of my childhood home while visiting my mom in Los Angeles. I officially started training for the Boston Marathon. I found the perfect hill for hill repeats in my own neighborhood in Somerville. I did my first track workout at the Tufts Outdoor Track (and by “first track workout” I mean I found the track and ran around it). I ran with Team in Training for the first time – while dressed in a Santa suit – and won $50 towards my fundraising for second best costume. It was a great month.
And then BAM, January hit. On the 1st, I unsurprisingly didn’t feel great but managed to get through a 1 mile jog as the start to the Winter Warrior Challenge of running or walking at least a mile a day, every day, in January. On the 2nd, I did my usual cross-training and rode my bike. And on the 3rd, I woke up with a sore throat and sniffles. Going by the “neck up” rule, I headed to Team in Training practice and ran 9 miles at a slow and steady pace. I even felt pretty good. And then I got in the car and was shaking with cold, even with the heat turned all the way up. I got home, took a shower, and tried to eat something – and then was hit with a killer headache. After a two hour nap, I knew that running had been a horrible mistake and I was… sick. Thermometer confirmed it with a low grade fever.
I spent the rest of Saturday in bed and on the couch. I spent all of Sunday in bed and on the couch, except for a short venture to the grocery store. It’s now been almost a week and there’s no end in sight. I haven’t run. I haven’t even biked. I’ve been chugging hot teas, I haven’t had any coffee, I’ve been sleeping as much as possible (when not at work, of course). And yet, I woke up in the middle of the night with sore throat pain so bad that it kept me up for a couple hours (thank goodness for Netflix to keep me company). This morning, while the sore throat has decreased significantly (again, thank goodness), I have NO voice. None. So I’m taking a sick day. I can’t keep resting. I miss running. I need to get better NOW.
Don’t worry friends, I’ve still found a couple ways to be productive while sitting on my butt. I joined the Harvard Gym and have a physical trainer session on Tuesday to learn about the weight room and get started on strength training, something I’ve been meaning to do for months. I ordered a FitBit because I’m not a huge fan of the new WW Activelink and think it might be a good replacement. I’ve scoped out the official Boston Marathon gear that Adidas has finally announced. (If anyone needs early birthday present ideas for me, there ya go. It’s all in that website).
I won’t be going to team practice tomorrow morning as my cold has progressed into my chest and coughing. Instead, I’ll spend some time on my bike. I’m tired of sitting on my butt, but I know that I need to keep resting until I’m better so that I don’t aggravate my health any more. Fingers crossed it’s gone soon and my body is just getting all the colds out of its system so that the rest of the time between now and April 20th is HEALTHY!