Sick

This morning, I woke up sick. I had a rough night of sleep too. I woke up constantly, feeling thirsty and too warm. I had a hunch this was going to happen. I had been sneezing and blowing my nose the last few days. And, finally, I felt the slight pangs of a sore throat coming on.

I had plans of waking up at 5:30 this morning and going for a quick run before I had to leave for work at 7:15. But, last night, after giving it some more thought, I realized how ridiculous my plan was. And, I'm glad I didn't get up to run. I don't know if I would have made it.

I'm feeling tired and have gotten progressively worse throughout the day. After two good days of running, I'm afraid of what will happen if I take a running break to try to get better. I'm reminded of when I first started up running again in January, when, after just a few days of running, I got sick. Then, after getting better, I got sick again not too long after. I wondered if my body was against exercising and if getting sick was its way to tell me that running is poison to my body.

Now, I can barely stay awake and my whole body is tired. There's no way I'm running tomorrow, and I'm disappointed.