I stayed home from work the last few days because I was sick. Not deathly ill, but definitely sick enough to warrant schlepping around the house in jammies, with a tissue clutched in my hand most of the time. I couldn't sleep properly either, and so a nap was also warranted here and there.
And although I'm sick, I am also nervous about my upcoming race (less than 2 weeks!) and have been trying to cram a bit. That is stupid, considering I'm sick and also that I should be tapering. But for some silly reason, I think last-minute flipturns and stroke drills are going to make my 2k open-water performance top notch! Or that maybe a 10k bike to work will make my 92k bike leg so much easier! How about 8k on a treadmill?
Did I mention that I'm sick?
So today is my reality check. I have the "hots and colds". I am sniffling and sneezing and wheezing. Downing ColdFX is NOT helping. Advil Cold&Sinus is NOT helping. Going to work is NOT helping. And stressing about the race, or my wedding, or my yoga apprenticeship is NOT helping.
I can't train while I'm sick. And now I really AM sick.
So now I have to do nothing. Sit on my patootie and get better. Because if I don't, the race will be awful. And I guess I just have to have confidence that my little body will come through for me, even though I didn't train quite enough, even though my knee is not quite 100%, and even though my quads will be jelly by the end of the bike leg.
Funny how the swim used to be my big hurdle. Now that's the part that I'm the least afraid of!
Thinking healthy thoughts...