Getting sick is not only an aggravation, but also an unplanned detour while training for anything. Adhering to a training schedule is already difficult to begin with, but when sickness invades it’s easy to imagine your goal (running a full marathon) slipping away. When I woke up yesterday with a sore throat I refused to cancel my planned 5 mile run. I have a strict schedule to follow and I would not allow the possibility of a measly cold to infiltrate my plans. Rachel tried to prevent me from running, but I would not allow it, because running is just something I have to do. Sure I had injuries I was nursing, but I could run through them. Why could I not run through a cold? For one, my nose was not running or congested, even though it felt like that would naturally come next. Two, my energy level was still present and accounted for. Three, I didn’t want to be sick and would not allow myself to be sick. I agree that the last reason was out of my control and merely me trying to outwit my body, but I felt like running would somehow cure my ailments.
Today I woke up with a lot more congestion, a slight running nose and my sore throat had gotten much worse. However, I still advised Rachel that I would be running today as well. When she refused to let me do so I decided I would do weights instead. Of course she had the audacity to look out for my best interests and refused to let me workout at all. I will be the first to admit that working out with tissues stuck up your nose is far from sanitary, so I offered a compromise. I advised her that I would not go to the gym and infect others, but stay home and do pushups and various other things to ensure I had a workout. I was, of course, unsuccessful.
Unfortunately, here I am all dressed up to run with no place to go. Rachel has locked me up and thrown away the key. I know she wants to nurse be back to health, but I just really want to run. I worry that my joints will get weaker and that I will be playing catch-up with the training schedule in the next few weeks. I guess my biggest fear is the feeling that I am giving up. When I decide I want to do something I put everything into it and never give up until it’s done. When I am sick I feel like I don’t have a choice but to quit temporality and it’s really hard for me to stomach.
Right now it’s really important that I stick to the training schedule no matter what. Besides, I think I can run tomorrow because I am already feeling a lot better. Cough Cough – Sniff Sniff – Sneeze Sneeze. In fact, I am 110% better thank you. What do you mean I can’t breathe with tissue in my nose? I’ve got a mouth!
I guess I will be hanging up my running shoes for the next few days. I still can’t believe I am sick. I know I have to try and look at the bright side of things. I do believe my body needs the rest and it may do it some good overall. But, I don’t know, I swear I can hear the running world calling me. No, wait, maybe that’s the cold medicine talking.