Blergh.  Being sick is my ultimate kryptonite. It’s the one thing that can literally knock me out and drag me down. And while it’s happening, I will do everything I can to try and deny it, fight it, and just get over it. I’ll keep just doing what I do. No slowing down. Over the holidays I even went to a holiday party with one of my eyes half closed, a non-stop running nose, and a fever just because it seemed like the fun thing to do. And if all truth be told, I was pretty much dying. I was sick…gasp!

And this week, I started to feel really bad. It started out sort of casually. I thought maybe it was PMS. Or just a bad day. Maybe even a bad meal the night before. Dehydration. Something. Anything other than actually being plain old sick. And then I woke up this morning after denying that I was dragging ass and feeling anything but myself all week, and I could barely move. I was cloudy, my sinuses felt congested, and my stomach was a wreck. Not to mention the fever. Eck. Alyse and I had a big plans for the day. I was tempted to say F*%&^ you sickness, I’m doing this. But my better judgment (AKA Alyse) talked me out of doing so. She encouraged me to stay in, take it easy, and take care of myself.

I semi took her advice. I stayed in. I stayed put. But I didn’t necessarily take it easy. I worked all day. I cleaned up the apartment. I didn’t nap or anything. And the result, well, I don’t feel any better. I just feel sick. And bleh. And gross. I told Alyse that I felt like a lazy slug and she tried to reason with me – you’re not a lazy slug, you’re sick. I wanted to run around the block but my legs didn’t want to. I wanted to go sweat it out in yoga but my headache wouldn’t let me.

So here I am bitching on a blog post instead of taking care of myself…wah…wah…wahhhh….when I really should be taking it easy (aka laying on the couch watching bad TV or sleeping!).

This is how a sick day should be spent...right? Photo by Victoria Davis

But all that said, in an attempt to prevent sick from happening again (it’s been happening far too often this year), I’m thinking I need to make a few big changes. Reduce stress. Sleep more. And take it easier on myself. Yup, there I said it, it’s true. Even if I can’t always keep up with superhumans, I’ll just try to keep up with me.