Today is Day 15 of whatever bug I decided to catch this winter. It started while I was on vacation in Punta Cana with the typical symptoms I associate with the flu (fatigued, achy), and then a couple of days later I ended up with a cough, congestion, lack of appetite, fever, and way more mucus than I’ve ever produced, then the cough went away and I was left with what felt like an overly mucusy sinus infection, and then the cough came back. I saw my doctor when I came back from vacation and she said it likely started as influenza that I contracted on the plane ride down and has morphed into another viral infection.
Now, on Day 15 I’m mostly better but I still can’t shake this cough. I’m waking up in the middle of the night having coughing fits and having to reach for my inhaler. For lack of a better phrase… it really sucks. I want to run. I want to lift weights. I want to bake. I want to sleep through the night. I’m not sure what’s left to do but to keep resting and taking in liquids.
Part of me is kicking myself for not getting a flu shot this year, but the other part of me feels like there wasn’t much I could do to avoid it. According to some news articles I’ve been reading, this is the worse flu outbreak since 2009 when everyone was trying to protect themselves from H1N1, and our flu shot this year was something like only 10% effective (please don’t quote me on this).
So, for now, marathon training is on hiatus. It’s really difficult to watch the days pass by with my mileage having not been reached, but I know it’s for the best. I want to be in the best marathon shape possible, and I can’t do it if I don’t let myself completely heal. I’m also trying to remind myself that not running the marathon at the end of May is not the end of the world – in fact, I could easily drop down and run the half distance if I’m determined to race.