I’m not running marathons or anything, but I would say that over the last several months, I have become at least a moderately active person. I do something physical everyday, most days for at least a half hour. So when I get sick and I know I need to rest, it’s kind of difficult.
I made it about an hour through work before I decided to go home. I woke up feeling bad but thought maybe some breakfast and hydration would help. It didn’t. I finally decided not to push it, and after getting a few high priority items off my list, I left, stopping to get gas and orange juice before coming home and resting. I slept on and off throughout the day, dozing through a few movies and making it all the way through a few others.
Admittedly, I thought about going out and taking a walk this evening. Not doing anything makes me stir crazy, not to mention the stiffening up of muscles and joints when I don’t use them. But I came to the conclusion that I really wouldn’t be doing myself any good by going out in the cold, so I stayed in. I have to leave the apartment in a few hours though, when Jon is done with FNM. With being sick, I canceled our original plans, so he went to the game store to hang out.
I’m hoping to feel better tomorrow to go geocaching and get a light workout in, but right now, I’m playing it by ear.
In other really mundane news from the past week:
On that note, I’m already ready for another snooze before Jon texts for pick-up, so I’m off for the night. Here’s hoping a good night’s rest and to feeling better tomorrow.