I may have been pushing myself too hard. As I write this, I’m still sniffling and feeling under the weather. Last week I started off strong. I was working out 2-3 times a day, eating extremely clean (looking back I might have not had enough calories for the amount of exercise I was doing), I was getting stuff done and even writing 2 blogs in one week, double my goal. Well I’m paying for it now. I’ve been sick since Sunday and this sucks. While I had a brief few hours were I felt good today because I had to, I put on real clothes and even did my hair and make up for an audition; however, now I’m worn out again. I just want to get better! I hate being sick. The worst part is I feel like all the work I was doing last week is gone. I’m going to have to build up all my strength again to start my running and yoga and because I’ve been sick, I just allowed myself Mac n cheese, extra cheesy and a coke because damn it, I wanted it.
So I think the lesson here is while goals are good, you can over do it. My body is telling me I’m over doing it. The weird thing is that I didn’t even sense it coming, usually I’m really good at knowing that I’m worn out or that I may get sick, but this time I was all proud of the fact that everyone around me seemed to be catching things while I remained healthy. This is also the time of the year where I usually do get sick, so I guess it’s not such a big surprise, It’s just a downer that even with all the good things I’ve been doing I am not super woman and will catch the bug going around. While I’ve been held up in my apartment for the last 4 days resting and avoiding human contact, I’ve been trying to figure out the cause of this nasty bug, was it the late night yoga class that I left drenched in sweat that did me in or the esthetician that was coughing the whole time while giving me my discounted facial from groupon? In the end it doesn’t matter, I got sick. My body needs rest, and I have to listen. While I may not be able to attend yoga or run, I will not let this miss my deadline of a blog. Currently I am wearing my favorite comfy gray sweats that make me feel safe, a boy tank, and a gray sweatshirt. Yes, very unfashionable, but it makes me happy when I’m not feeling well. So here’s to next week and hoping I’m back to myself and can write about trying on my wedding dress for the first time since it’s been taken in from a size 12 and picking out the brides maid dresses that I hope my friends won’t hate me for.