It’s always this time of year. Sometime between the beginning of November and Christmas. Sickness befalls me. The rest of the year I am typically as healthy as a horse, in fact I think my average for getting sick is about once a year. Now happens to be that time.
It began with a tickle. A bit of a strange scratchy feeling in the back of my throat on Saturday evening. I could tell something was awry. I hoped it was just dust and allergies causing it, because I had been digging around in the attic getting down Christmas decorations and tree ornaments. I woke up on Sunday feeling just a little bit worse.
Monday rolled around, after barely being able to sleep on Sunday night, and I felt like a freight train had barreled through me. I felt like I had the Flu! Couldn’t be that though, because I get the Flu shot yearly, and had just been inoculated about three weeks prior. It must just be a bad cold. I struggled through Monday, but it was bearable because I had the day off from work, Tuesday? Now that was another story. I about fell out by the time I got home from work. Pure crazy sick!
Today hasn’t been much better. Every year I get sick around this time and it’s curious to me. How come it always coincides with a downtime in my training regime? Every time this happens I’ve been “taking some time off”. A running vacation of the non-running kind, if you will. I think it’s sort of strange that as soon as I stop running, which only happens in late November and December, my body at rest, picks up an illness. I swear to God, if I was training for a marathon right now, I wouldn’t have gotten sick.
Thoughts?
Had to put in a sick chihuahua photo, since I own two of them.
Running Wild 