After I drank my smoothie, I had a phone conference about my dissertation and the article I’m co-authoring. I was a little overwhelmed after our talk because I felt behind (hello, you laid in bed all day and watched Netflix. No duh.). So, I decided to nap. Eye-roll. See, I was really having a pity party for myself. I slept for about an hour, then got up and decided I needed to be an adult and get some work done. About that time, Jake got home from work and got ready to go on his 40-some mile ride. (He’s been having some of the same issues I have, just not quite as bad. He had part of what I ate at dinner the other night, so we don’t know if that’s what caused it or if we caught some bug.) While he was out for his ride, I sucked it up and started working on some stuff. After about 2 hours, I had gotten a little bit accomplished and felt a tiny bit better. One day I’ll learn that if I just take care of what I need to do, I’ll feel a whole lot better! Maybe. No promises.
After I got some work finished, I decided we needed some avocados for dinner, so I ran to the store real quick. I haven’t had much of an appetite the last few days, but as I was walking through the store, I saw some watermelon and realized I HAD to have it. I couldn’t even wait to get home to eat some of it…YUM.
This might be TMI, so feel free to keep scrolling! Before bed last night, I told Jake that I really wanted to try and run in the morning. I knew it would be uncomfortable, but I just needed to do something. He is SO good about making me stick to my word – even when I don’t want to…Well, I managed to keep dinner down all through the night! (I was up getting sick 4 or 5 times Tuesday night). I didn’t get sick again (sorry for the TMI) until around 4:30 am, which is when we were getting up to run. I, of course, started feeling sorry for myself and told Jake that I didn’t think I was going to run. He knew I was bummed and asked if I was sure. I kept going back and forth and eventually, I just said I wasn’t going. I’m sure I said it in a pouty way. He told me to just think about it and then went to the garage to put his running shoes on (he’s a smart man and knows me well). He came back inside and I had gotten my running clothes on and decided I was going. Did I feel like running? Heck no. Did I want to run? Kind of. I love our morning runs, so I decided I would go for a mile or two and just see how I felt. Plus, Jake had been feeling crummy too and he was going to run. I figured we could be miserable together!
Well, it was tough. We walked a lot. But we got a sloooow 4 miles in. They weren’t pretty miles, but they were still something.
Here are my thoughts on running when you’re sick: Listen to your body – it will give you clues on whether or not it’s smart to push through or lay off. Don’t go too hard too soon – I would’ve loved to run yesterday, but I knew it wasn’t smart, and I knew if I ran today, it needed to be slow. And it was. Rest – let your body have time to recover, plus, can you think of a better excuse to binge watch some Netflix?! Refuel – this is always important, but I think it’s even more important when you’re feeling crummy. I know I will be drinking lots and lots of water today.