I’m still sick.
I really sook about being unwell, which is very uncool considering – at worst – I have a cold and maybe a chest infection. There are billions of people in the world doing it tougher than I am right now. So now I’m feeling unwell AND guilty 😦
It’s hard when you are working towards a goal and get sick though. I’m struggling to eat enough (or at all) but my weight is still sitting up on my last check-in weight. Almost a kilo up Nervous about tomorrow now too.
I trained a couple of days ago and that went okay. It stole all my energy for nearly two days though and I’ve decided to hold off on my next session until I pick up a bit.
I also have the niggling fear that being sick is my body sending me warning signs. I’ve said before that my health tends to break down fairly quickly and I’m always watching for it now. The Captain, in his husbandly wisdom, doesn’t think it’s anything to be worried about. And if I can think reasonably, I agree. I’m not run-down. I’m eating a great amount of good quality food. I’m nowhere near over-trained. And I’m sleeping more (or at least going to bed much earlier) than I do when left to my own devices.
I just need this erkiness to bugger-off so I can get back to feeling okay.
But today is Sunday. And Sunday means a frozen-yoghurt date with my kids. So I’m going to wrap up warm, paint some normal looking face back on and go have some fun.
Stay warm, stay healthy,