Or maybe it’s a sinus/allergy freak out.
Whatever it is, it caused me to skip a couple runs and accomplish pretty much nothing over my three-day weekend.
Unless sitting on the couch watching TV all day in my jammies counts as accomplishing something?
It started with a sore throat last Wednesday, which sadly is too familiar due to frequent sinus/allergy/post-nasal drip issues. But after my run on Thursday night, I also started feeling some tightness in my chest.
Friday I had a bit of a chest cough, and knew I should skip my run on Saturday morning. I set an alarm just in case I felt better, and I actually had a dream that my cough was gone, but when I woke up it was still pretty bad. No running. It was really windy, anyway, so I bet it would have been miserable.
Sunday I was still a bit blah, but the cough was getting better. I went to my afternoon duathlon class as scheduled, and figured I’d listen to my body and only do what felt comfortable. I had no trouble biking and running, and wasn’t even that slow. I was happy to get a good workout in!
I figured I’d clean or do some projects around the house on my day off, and maybe go for a run.
But then I woke up Monday morning. Ugh. Headache and super stuffy nose. Nope, I wasn’t doing anything, except use up all the tissues in the house.
I did have to drag myself to choir rehearsal that night, so eventually showered and got dressed. I sniffled and sneezed my way through rehearsal, but was surprised that I didn’t have trouble singing!
This morning was a little better, but still sick. Not sick enough to stay home from work, though. I skipped my usual Tuesday lunchtime yoga because being upside-down and stuffed-up sinuses don’t mix. I also skipped my run tonight.
The chest cough is pretty much gone, but I wasn’t ready to tackle the cold weather again. It also snowed a little last night, so the sidewalks and roads could be icy.
But that wasn’t an excuse to entirely skip another workout. I hopped on the recumbent bike and did a preset 48-minute workout (plus an extra three minutes because the show I was watching on my laptop wasn’t over yet). Not my fastest ride, but not bad either.
I’m hopeful that whatever it is that has knocked me down is on its way out.
As I type this, I realize I haven’t moved off my spot on the couch for a few hours now. Which means I haven’t needed to run for a tissue.
And I may not have sneezed since early this evening.
At times like this, I’d prefer a cold to allergies. At least I’d know it was really going away!