Week 10: Was I supposed to be training?

After bragging to nearly everyone how I haven't been sick in almost a year, attributing it to my "magic filtered water" and daily spinach and orange juice smoothies, my aches and pains from my sprint triathlon in near freezing conditions turned into the flu! Go figure. I didn't do anything this week and even had to stay home for three days....suffering.

Monday - Rest Day
Thank God. Made it to work but ended up going home on the early side as I realized that the dull headache and exhaustion I had been fighting the week before were actually precursors to a virus.

Tuesday - Sick
Texted into work sick. Love that about my job. No on the phone guilt feelings and having to cough on cue. Made it to the store to stock up on my comfort foods that I like when sick: Lipton Noodle Soup, Instant Mashed Potatoes, Frosted Mini Wheats, Ginger ale and any kind of citrus Popsicles. Worked about halfway through my 87% TiVo queue. Had to cancel dinner plans.

Wednesday - Sick
Stayed home sick again. More TV watching. For the most part just dealing with aches and pains and a headache and feeling just "wrong" on the inside. No congestion. Thank God.

Thursday - Sick
Planned on going to work as I had a dentist appointment at 9:30am. Texted my boss that I'd be in after even tho still not feeling great. She told me to stay home. Even tho I have a wash machine in my kitchen, I decided to take my giant pile of sheets to the laundromat to get it done in an hour. Came home and was just exhausted. Too much too soon. More TV. Iced back. Started to feel a tiny bit of congestion so before bed pounded a Mucinex and a decongestant. Passed out in 20 minutes.

Friday - Sick - Performing in Mortified
That decongestant only knocked me out for 6 hours and I woke up at 3am wide awake and the weight of my world on my shoulders. Played two rounds of Scrabble on my handheld, counted backwards from 100 about 50 times. FINALLY fell asleep only to have my alarm go off in what seemed like 15 minutes. Dragged myself out of bed to go to the chiropractor. Went into work. Was doing ok until I realized that I hadn't eaten lunch and was fading fast. Ate but didn't work. Went home at 3pm. Tried to take a nap before my show. Didn't work. Got up and dressed and went to meet Conor and Brian at the LAC. Drank about 50 beers (whoops) and stayed up way too late for someone who is sick. Lost my voice.

Saturday - Sick - Performing in Mortified
Woke up at 7am in a panic because I didn't remember carrying my notebooks, containing my performance notes, home. Stood up and realized that I was really, really sick. And when I say sick I don't mean with a virus. Ugh. Got back in bed and prayed to fall back asleep. Slept until noon. Felt ok. Layed around all day. Got ready for my show. Such low energy. Still losing my voice. Managed to make it through the show, came home, watched Constantine (awesome) and went to bed.

Sunday - Sicker
Woke up at 7am and went straight to Safeway to food shop. So less crowded at that time. Ian picked me up and we went to see I Am Legend. It was good but I spent about half the movie covering my face with my scarf. Went over to the Richmond for Dim Sum. Did some holiday shopping. Came home and read a cookbook. Planned Christmas dinner. Watched a movie. Feeling really, really bad. Congested and gross but had to watch the Survivor finale. Went to bed.

Looking ahead: Still refraining from working out this week until I am 100%. Leaving soon for the holidays and have lots of workout places lined up to get back on track. Begged my mom not to make Bullseye's this year. She probably won't listen.