Friday, November 14, 2014

The Cold That Would Not Die

So it's Friday again, and I'm very happy about that, except that it marks the fact that this cold has been ruling my life for two full weeks instead of just one. I was feeling better on Tuesday but worse again on Wednesday and pretty samey on Thursday, so I'm not super optimistic about today either. I went to the gym last night but it doesn't really count because all I did was sit in the jacuzzi and breathe steam in for thirty minutes, then baked myself dry in the sauna. I mean, it felt great, even though it was 50 degrees and I was in the outdoor jacuzzi, and for awhile it did clear my sinuses and make me feel better, but it's not exactly the exercise I usually look for at the gym.

On the other hand, I weighed myself this morning and things look good for me to have a loss when I weigh-in officially tomorrow. Not being able to taste anything hasn't put me off food entirely, but it's definitely curbed the snacking impulses. Not only does it seem pointless, it seems a positive waste of snack food, eating it when I can barely enjoy it. Now that the temperature's dropped, I've been making lots of hot tea, drinking that along with the endless glasses of water. If I don't get better this weekend, I've promised that I will go to a doctor of some sort early next week. If I'm going to fly in eight days, I had better not feel like this or I will literally explode something in my head at altitude.

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