Monday, July 7, 2014

One flu over the Miser House

Around midnight between Friday and Saturday, the flu overtook my husband.  He spent a retch-ed night.

I prepared for the inevitable by hammering my training as well as I could over the weekend -- on Saturday, while my husband began to recover, I did a very hilly 65-mile bike ride (slow even by my standards).  Sunday before church, I upped my running milage from my usual weekend 6 miles to about 11.  By the afternoon, my guy was back on his feet and we went for a walk.

Sunday night (last night) I had my turn at feeling retch-ed.

There is something about a well-prepared-for flu that I actually enjoy.  Of course, being sick is not much fun, but the day after the awful night always amazes me.  I'm a little sore and achy, and very very tired. But the way that I get better is just . . . to lie here.  To sleep.  That's so amazing.  My body becomes this "I'll take care of you" machine.

Imagine if we could do that with other things around us:  The kitchen is a disaster?  Close the doors, let it rest, and come back 6 hours later;  the counters will be much clear and shiny.  That pile of grading overwhelming?  Put a blanket on it; give it some cool water, and have it take a nap.  Those papers will be all graded by morning.  But somehow this enforced rest actually works with recovering from the flu.  I love my body.

Today was the day I was supposed to go out for a 3-mile run with my friend June, a 15-mile bike-ride with my friend Andy, and then a solo 16-mile run through rolling Lancaster farmland.  But instead I'm snuggled up happily, glad for this little vacation my body is giving me.

Okay, back to my nap.

2 comments:

  1. Hope you're at 100% soon! Even if taking a break is nice. :)

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    1. Much better now, thanks! Man, do I love a good sleep! -MM

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