I’m not convinced that exercising on the tail end of a cold was a good idea. I did that today, because we have a certain number of required-attendance days at PT sessions, and not so many good sessions that I want to attend during the week. I actually didn’t feel bad at all when I was actually working out, but afterwards I felt weak, as though all my energy for the day had been expended.
Normally I give myself a lot of rest when I’m getting over colds. This one: not so much. First the flight home when I was still in full-on feeling horrible stage. Then this workout… And all day at work felt like almost more than I could do. My head was throbbing awfully by approximately 3 p.m., though it could have been just caffeine deprivation (since I can’t taste it, I haven’t been drinking coffee).
I am so glad to be home! It was lovely to have my space all to myself, and my own bed, instead of a hotel bed (admittedly very nice, but just not mine). For all I miss the crisp, clear autumnal mountain air, I seem to do better with a little humidity in the air, particularly when the cold symptoms progress on into coughing!
I will be glad when I’m done with the illness, though. I don’t feel like myself at all, and it’s weird having such a low energy level. I never think of myself as particularly energetic, since I am as fond as the next person of staying in one place. However, when my energy is depleted, I can tell my mind slows down. Instead of operating in tight, quick spirals, my thoughts lazily ebb and flow. In one sense it’s kind of nice–I don’t spend any time bored and impatient with people as they tell me things (in real life I’ve usually got a mental “just spit it out already!” subcurrent to my conversations). On the other hand, it’s harder to get things done with anything like my usual dispatch. Like this blog. Sigh. Hang in there–as soon as I recover a little more, my thoughts will be more interesting. Well, at least to me! (Is it possible to be bored with your own thoughts???)
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