Being a sloth
Monday, March 25, 2013
My last bit of exercise was last Monday morning. I was scheduled for a walk/run, but I knew I didn't have it in me. I went for a short walk instead. I left work early that afternoon & went home sick.
I've spent most of the last seven days on the futon. Last Friday, I didn't get out of bed until noon. I went to work for a few hours on Wednesday and did my court docket on Thursday. Yesterday I managed to make it church (but skipped the coffee hour - and coffee hour is almost a sacrament in the Episcopal church), but I went right back home and spent the rest of the day on the futon. I'm beginning to get really tired of my living room.
My hope is to make it through an entire day at work today. Maybe I'll be back to full speed by this weekend. I hate being off the bike this long. (Although it was really windy for several days last week, yesterday was a picture-perfect day for a bike ride.) And I'm sure I'm going to have to start all over on the 5K Your Way program.
I haven't been sick this long in a few years. I hate it, but it makes me grateful. It's only a cold, and I will recover. I have sick leave at work. I haven't gone to the doctor (no fever, so this isn't the flu), but if I need to, my insurance will cover most of the bill. The Hub's been sick, too, but his better days have coincided with my really bad days, and vice versa, so someone's been able to keep the household running. (And he brought me popsicles. I love him!) Over all, I'm pretty healthy and injury-free. That's a lot to be grateful for.