Keep your germs to yourself

I really don't know how bloggers post every day of the week, much less two or three times a day. This was one of those weeks where I had nothing but time, but nothing to say. I really didn't want to assault my loyal readers with some crap post that was a waste of time, so I said nothing. What would be a smart solution would be to generate a list of topics that I could write a post on when I am lacking ideas. So....feel free to think of any. And leave them in the comments. Thanks!


After my 20 miler last Sunday, I started getting really sick. It was just a basic cold, where my head felt like it was going to explode from congestion, nothing new or exciting. Whenever I get a cold, it hits my asthma, so it turns into a cold plus coughing and wheezing. Any blog post I would have written about my activities Monday (which, luckily, we had off from school, thanks to Dr. King) would have been something like "blew my nose, threw the tissue away, whined to my husband about how sick I feel, got another tissue, repeat until the whining turns into crying". Fascinating. 


I really wanted to run Monday, since I had the day off, but I'm a pretty big follower of the "neck and up rule". If your symptoms are from the neck up, you're ok to exercise (which is why I went for the run Sunday, I wasn't coughing or anything yet then). As soon as they are anywhere below your neck (aka. lungs) it's a bad plan.


I took Tuesday off too. Because I'm a big whiny baby and I was starting to cough like crazy again and I was terrified of contracting bronchitis again. Bronchitis is really really not fun and I would really like to avoid ever having it again. 

Tuesday I was THAT GIRL at work, the one who is constantly blowing her nose, sneezing, hacking, and making everyone else stay ten feet away and wonder why this rude bitch brought her germs up in here. It's not really like me to do that, so I put in for a sub on Wednesday. 

Tuesday afternoon was warm and sunny, but I resisted the urge to "just get a few miles in" and went straight home and got in bed. By the time I emerged Wednesday around noon, I felt like a new person. I felt so good that I went grocery shopping, which made me feel guilty for not being at work, but, whatever.

I considered going for a run, but the winds were gusting over 30 mph, and since I had taken off work due to my lungs hurting, I decided not to be an idiot and set up the bike trainer instead. I rode for an hour while watching Date Night. I thought it might be hard to stay motivated to push it hard enough to get a good workout, but I was so wrong. I cranked up the resistance, and did one minute sprint intervals with between 3-5 minutes of rest, depending how lazy I felt in between, and I was dying. DYING. I need to really get my quads in shape for this Half Ironman.On the bright side, exercising in my living room while watching a movie was a win. Now I totally want a treadmill.

I went for a 6 mile run this morning, average pace 9:33. Nothing life changing. It was freezing, 25 degrees but felt like 20. Might as well get used to it, it is January, after all. I tweeted it to Dolvett to see if I could accomplish my life dream and get him to retweet me.

Our school is doing a Family Fitness Night this evening. I'm on the planning committee, so I'll be teaching kids and parents about healthy eating this evening. Hint: Don't keep buying chocolate and then eating it all in one night, every night. I haven't quite mastered that one yet.