Um, remember that cold? Not really a cold. More like a demon from the pits in germ form.
In my last post I mentioned the swim/run day. I did the run first (fewer showers) and had a really good run, though I faded badly towards the end. I had my swim gear packed and went back to the camper to get some calories, planning to head straight for the pool. I felt really wiped out so I decided to let myself recover for an hour or so in between. Within two hours, I had email DW saying that I needed to postpone the swim.
The next I woke up feeling pretty rough. I took the day off from my workouts and went to work that night. By the morning, I was so weak I could barely drive home. I had the next night off and slept 20 of the following 24 hours. The effort of walking the dogs was almost more than I could handle.
The following night I visited the ER. The diagnosis was viral infection, acute bronchitis, pneumonia. No wonder I felt a little rotten. I don't think that I would have gone but I knew that the person I most likely contracted the virus from developed pneumonia, and the weakness and fatigue were really startling.
Needless to say, I am taking some time off from training to heal and really questioning my health over the last few weeks. I have been very hard on myself for making some mistakes with my diet and compromising my training. THIS, however, I could not have prevented. The virus simply overwhelmed my immune system. I am actually much better off than most of the people that contracted it and that can probably be attributed to lifestyle. Mostly though, I am just trying to get as much rest as I can.
I now have a ton of time on my hands, between not working and not training, so I am suddenly regretting choosing a lifestyle that does not include a television. WHAT was I thinking?!?!?!
Time to go back to bed. Night Ya'll!!