This has been a struggle. I am getting nervous that I am going to be nowhere near ready for this half marathon. After my last post I went to the gym and was able to do 3 1/2 miles on the treadmill and I thought “wow, my body is already adapting and getting back to shape.” I went back the next day and I couldn’t do a mile without having to walk. It has been like that ever since. A few days later the weather was in the low 60’s here so I took my run outside. I ran/walked 4 miles. That was tough. It was more walking than running. Lots of coughing. Almost threw up about 8 minutes in because of the cough. Had a woman turn around after passing me to make sure I was alright. She was being very nice but I don’t think I will ever not feel embarrassed when I cough like that. Well, embarrassed, annoyed that I have to cough so violently, angry that I have the disease, tired of constantly fighting the disease. I could keep going here but I think you get the point. Coughing sucks and every time it happens it sets off a chain reaction of emotions.
Went running on Saturday and haven’t been since. On Sunday I woke up in the middle of the night and threw up and then had a fever all day Monday. Slept on and off the entire day. I could barely move. Fever had broke by Tuesday but was still wiped out. Today is the first day I have had an appetite and a bit of energy since Sunday.
Spring cannot get her soon enough!
I’m feeling a little down about all of this today. Don’t really know what to write. Perhaps my trip to the gym will help pull me out of this funk. Off I go, wish me luck.
Thanks for reading.