I actually did run this morning. Mainly because by the time I got out of bed and stood up I could barely breathe at all, and I wanted to clear my sinuses and my head, but at least I ran.
Not quite a mile. Just over half a mile actually. OMG, alright, ALRIGHT! It doesn’t count as a proper run, but whatever.
I got back and nearly threw up, and finally admitted I was ill. I’m ILL. FFS, two days before New Year’s Eve and I’m at work, blocked sinuses, aching body and migraine, complete with nausea. I’m practically high on a mixture of ibruprofen, Sudafed decongestant and Day Nurse and I’m looking forward to knocking back some Night Nurse and conking out.
The ONE good thing is that, as Nick reminded me this afternoon, you’re not meant to run when you’re ill, lest you kill your immune system and overwork your poor body. So… NO RUNNING UNTIL I’M BETTER! Can I get a shimmy shimmy yeeeaaahhhh!
But I have to be better before the 11th because that’s when Boot(y) Camp starts and I embark on my hellish mission to RUN!
Anyway, just letting you know.
Nick - @AirNorman