It happened again. The end of the month came and I felt sick again. I ended up going home early from work last week and slept a full 8 hours from noon to 8 pm before getting up for dinner and then sleeping another 8 hours overnight. I’m at my wits end here. I’m half convinced this is punishment for thinking that it had been so long since I’d had a cold about a year ago.
I’ve been a lot more careful at the gym with wiping down the treadmill before I use it as well as after. I’ve been exercising regularly, sleeping 8 hours a night regularly (or more), and I drink plenty of water. Like a gallon a day most days, often more (okay, some of it’s herbal tea, but that totally counts).
I’m doing the right things, but I’m still getting sick.
And it isn’t like it’s a bad sick. It’s a little sick. It’s sniffles and exhaustion. No fever or vomiting or anything that would generally make me stay home from work. Instead, I’ve been suffering through it for the most part – although I did take a break from working out last week because of those sniffles.
But not too much of a break, because I needed to prep for my solo trip with some pack weight. It’s always better if you can get some time under weight before starting the hike. Less of a shock to the system. I guess it’s good that I pushed the dates of my trip back a bit or I would have been sick on the trail.
I just need to figure out how not to have this gunk recur for the rest of the summer and I’ll be good. I promise not to brag about how long it’s been since I’ve had a cold ever again.