Race Day is tomorrow. And I am sick.
I've been sick for nearly a week now. Pounding headache. Fever. Aching body. Lost voice and a coughing so intense, so deep, I need to hold onto my ribs to soften the pain I feel each time I cough.
I haven't ran for a week. I've barely moved my feet. I look like the older folks you see shuffling down the street all wrapped up and shivering in the cold.
But yesterday morning, I woke up and felt a shift in my body. Was it my hopeful imagination?
Did I really feel improvement?
Today I have a worse cough, but no longer feel achy and the fever has been gone for two days now. Though I slept for more than twelve hours last night, I feel my energy returning.
It is no longer my imagination.
I'm going to go out there early tomorrow morning and run that race. My goal is to simply finish the Half Marathon. My other goal is not to get sicker after I finish the race... but to feel better and more empowered.
HA! Well, that is something only time will tell.
You know the saying, what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger... so I'm putting my trust into the alternative....
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That's a long time to be sick! I hope you feel much better tomorrow morning and that you have fun at the race! : )
That'll be a challenging race to begin with! But you have such fortitude I know you'll do well! Sleep is always the best thing, goooood luck tomorrow Shaaawn!
Just checking up on you - hope that you are feeling much better and that you accomolished your goal! - - Marv
Thanks for your comments!!! Yes! It was awesome!!!!!! I was so happy! :O)
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