Sorry for leaving you hanging over the last month, my friends. I didn’t plan on taking a break from blogging but unfortunately, I was dealing with a vicious cold and didn’t think you would be very interested in a series of “I feel like shit” posts every week. Now that I’m on the mend, I’ll recap the past four weeks of my life in one large “I felt like shit” summary so we can get back to smelling the roses and other pleasantries.
December 16 – December 22
The BF and I went back to Michigan for the week. My coach told me not to worry about training too much and just do whatever I could squeeze in. I planned to do easy runs on the days with nicer weather and swim at the high school on the crappier days. Unfortunately, the weather was terrible the whole time I was there so the high school was closed and the roads were pretty sketchy for running. In the end, I logged one slow and slippery 4-miler and went to two yoga classes with my BF’s mom.
December 23 – December 29
Miserably sick. I spent the whole week in bed binge-watching all seasons Parks and Rec in between naps.
December 30 – January 5
The chills, headache, and sore throat cleared up but I was still coughing nonstop. I had a major case of cabin fever from the previous week so I made the foolish decision to start working out again. It turns out that swimming with congested lungs and a hacking cough is really difficult, who knew?
On New Years Day, I joined a huge group of triathletes for an eight-mile trek at Rancho San Antonio. Most people ran but my friend and I opted for a brisk hike while decked out in festive accessories.
While most of the country was buried in snow, I took advantage of the California sunshine and did an easy 40 mile ride on Saturday. I was literally coughing the entire ride and was totally covered in my own snot by the end, but it felt great to be out of the house.
January 6 – January 12
I attempted to get back on my regular training schedule even though my cough had barely improved. During my Tuesday track workout, my splits were very slow and after a few intervals, my lungs revolted with painful fits of coughing. My coach cut me off and told me stop training until my cough cleared up. I burned a few sick days at work and spent the rest of the week in bed. After a couple days of rest, the cough was gone and I felt great.
Do you train when you’re sick or rest until you’re healthy?