In the Eye of the Storm
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Things 1 and 2 both tested positive for flu at the doc yesterday. Thing 1 has a raging 103+ fever and was up hurling last night; Thing 2 has a wicked ear infection and a lower fever but is miserable all the same. Hubby has been hanging in here with “a little sinus congestion” but this morning he too woke with a throbbing ear. He’ll see the doc at lunchtime today.
So that leaves me. The cheese stands alone. Knock on wood I feel fine. So far anyway.
I’ve been doing my best Florence Nightengale impression, administering antibiotics, stocking up on Motrin and Tylenol, pushing fluids, holding the puke bowl, calling schools to notify of absences, washing hands, washing hands, washing hands.
And isn’t the timing of all this illness just perfect? It hadn’t dawned on me until I cracked open my trusty running book to take a gander at this week’s workouts. I am in the very thickest of my Boston training. The repeats, the mileage, the paces are all mounting. I won’t even entertain the possibility of skipping a workout now. I suppose my decision could be construed as fierce dedication to my craft or unbridled idiocy. But I’m not going to waste another second pondering that. So I go bravely forward with poker face. I cannot, must not, will not succumb to this nasty flu bug.
Today’s workout: 3(2x1200m). 7:32 pace. 2 min RI between each 1200; 4 min RI between each set. Quads and hams were still a tad tender from this weekend’s 20. Need to spend more quality time with the foam roller. Repeats 1, 2 and 3 felt good. 4 and 5 were just ok. And Lord help me the 6th was very hard. A test of will for sure. But somehow I managed to hang tough and gutted it out. Now if I can just hang tough til this bug clears out of the house. In the meantime I’ll be busy disinfecting.
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