These last couple of months have been miserable. First I developed a knee pain, which has been diagnosed as IT Band syndrome. It's a runner's injury, which is kind of hilarious, because I have not run since high school. However, any repetitive motion can trigger it, so it's probably Zumba related. As my Patrick Swayze loving coworker kept reminding me, "It'll get worse before it gets better." ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=
) And it has, the lowest point being me sobbing hysterically in my department head's classroom, unable to walk the four blocks home from work. My knee is much improved. It's not swollen anymore, and the pain has dissipated to the point where "discomfort" is probably a better word for it. I am supposed to start pushing myself now, walking home from work, going to the pool, yoga. I am still not allowed to Zumba, which is a shame, but I am hoping when I come back to school in the fall I will be able to go to class again.
Now that my knee is better however, my traditional end of year, body falling apart, summer cold has made its appearance a few weeks early. Generally, I spend the last month of school in full-tilt mode: graduation, prom, exams, farewell parties, etc. Then I go back to the States and spend a week in bed, usually sneezing and reading back issues of the New Yorker. Even when I lived in the States, the week after school got out I was always sick.
This year, my body has rebelled. Two nights ago I woke up with a splitting headache and dizzy, chilled, flu-like symptoms. My first thought was MALARIA!!!! but no, it's a good old-fashioned summer cold. I've been sneezing and coughing and snuffling my way through exams, and all I want to do is go home and sleep.
So obviously I have been doing no exercise these past few months. At this point, the four blocks to and from school is about all I can manage. And I've been doing a fair amount of stress-eating. However, I stepped on the scale this morning, fearing the worst, and I am actually at the same weight I was 2 months ago. So that's a bonus.
I have my fingers crossed that I won't get malaria this week. I went to the beach last weekend, got a ton of mosquito bites, and the incubation is 7-10 days. I have a week in The Netherlands on my way back to the States and I would hate to spend it in the hospital being sick.
It's very exciting here in my part of the world, can you tell?