Plague, Day 3

My fever is low if it's present at all, and I'm grateful. It's so rough going back and forth between sweating and peeling off your sweater and socks, to shivering chills that have you reaching for hot bevs and blankets.

At one point yesterday I was wearing a beanie because I was freezing. Only to be whining about being so hot and kicking off all my layers 20 minutes later.

I literally dragged my husband to our storage unit to find the winter clothes so I could wear my favorite old lady cardigan.

I loaded up on vit d and vit c and nutrient dense foods like fresh green smoothies and homemade chicken soup with lots of broth, and tea with local honey.

This morning I had a low grade fever, a very loose productive cough, and my body didn't ache nearly as much. I drank my bcaas and skipped the caffeine this morning and drank more water instead.

I opted for a high protein breakfast instead of the pancakes my husband made. I try to reduce my processed carb and sugar intake as much as possible when I'm sick. I had some spicy BBQ shreds and a little cottage cheese for my first meal. The spices helped get my sinuses moving, which is exactly why I wanted it. Aside from the fact that my mouth is burnt out on cough drops so my taste buds are fried and the only thing I can taste is spicy food. It was perfect.

I'm resisting the very loud urge to workout. There is a very mouthy part of my Brain that is screaming at me to get off my ass and workout, that I'm missing too many days in my routine (three. I've missed three days, and one of them was supposed to be a recovery day anyway), and that I'm a shitty trainer because I can't even stick to my own training routines.

But Healed Mia knows better. Valkyrie Mia knows better. Personal Trainer Mia, knows that by honoring my body's need for rest, I am healing, and I will be better that much faster because I allowed myself the time and space and opportunity to recover from an illness. I know that if I were to push myself hard right now like that pushy little voice demands, that I will prolong my illness, and it will be harder for me to resume my training when I finally get to it.

I already know that my work schedule for my Day Job is taxing on my body and immune system, and I don't need to exacerbate that by making myself train while I'm still coughing and a little feverish.

So another day of rest for me. I'm taking it easy and doing low energy tasks if any of them at all. I've sorted and folded some laundry, and helped the kids with some schoolwork. I did take a short walk outside around the block a few times because it was 74 degrees and beautifully sunny outside and I couldn't stay in the house.

I didn't take any pictures because I look like death and I already shared a delightful photo of my sickly self yesterday.