How else do you explain getting sick over the holidays two years in a row?
I thought my horrible plague from last year was enough to warrant me at least a few years of health at the holidays, but apparently not.
On Christmas Eve I started feeling like crap. My throat burned, my head pounded and my sinuses felt like little drummer boys were practicing for the next day. Of course, all this strikes in the middle of my favorite Christmas party of the season. The hostess was nice enough to offer me some Sudafed and Advil so I could make it through the rest of the party and to church.
Christmas wasn't much better, but my family was going to my uncles house to celebrate and there was no way I was spending it at home. So more Advil, more Sudafed and off to the dirty Jerz to visit my uncle (and his two insane Jack Russell terriers.)
The rest of my time off was more of the same.
I'm not much better today, but I'm to the point where it wasn't absolutely necessary for me to do the Advil/Sudafed combo to get out of bed and get to work. I guess that's progress.
Needless to say, I have been completely unable to run over my vacation, which sucks so bad because I had some nice long runs planned to rack up points in the HBBC. Instead I had to settle for some walking, playing Wii with my cousin and building furniture (all under the influence of Advil/Sudafed). Not the best workouts ever, but I guess it was better than nothing.
I'm hoping to kick this thing in the next few days because the temps have been so beautiful (think high 60's) that it's killing me to not be out running!
Side note: It's awfully demoralizing to get destroyed in Wii by your 7-year-old cousin in front of many other relatives.