“This is the cold that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friend, some people started sneezing, and I caught their ugly germs, and they’ll continue infecting me because…”
THEY’RE NASTY EVIL JERK FACES!!!
I kid you not, I have had a cold for over a month. But not a continuous cold, no, not a typical cold, no, a sadistic freaking evil cold. This cold is toying with me, making me believe I’ve kicked it the curb, giving me a few days reprieve, only to full on attack again, and again, and again.
I was first infected at the end of February. I clearly remember, it was a Monday afternoon, I was driving home, when suddenly I felt that telltale sign of my throat swelling and a lump every time I swallowed. I hoped it was dry air, but by the evening, I knew it was a cold.
I didn’t overly complain. I was lucky. I mean, I hadn’t had a proper cold in almost a year (I came down with a case of sniffles that lasted all of three days in September, but nothing major) despite the fact that our lofthold has hosted the cold and flu germs on average every three to four weeks since Little Ring started daycare. So, I figured, I could handle this cold.
I suffered the cold through work. I suffered it through an exam. I suffered it through the weekend. And by Monday, I was feeling better, good to go. But then BAM, Friday comes – I’m on holidays – and suddenly I’ve got a cough, then I’ve got a sore throat, then I’m losing my voice – what the???
I started to complain.
I suffered through a race with that cold. I suffered through the Oscars with that cold. I suffered through my holidays with that cold. It wasn’t until the following Friday that I finally started feeling decent again, my voice had stopped cracking, I could once again give the characters in Little Ring’s books super awesome voices, I could get through more than one sentence without requiring a cough drop.
Thank goodness, I thought. After that, surely I was due a solid run of health. But nope, that bloody cold was NOT done with me. Last Thursday, I again started to feel the swelling of my lungs, the dryness of my mouth, the filling of green mucousy phlegm in my throat. I thought maybe it was allergies; surely it couldn’t be another cold, not even a week after getting over the last one, I mean, that would just be freaking evil.
Welcome to evil. Full fledged cold. Phlegm. Cough. Crackly voice. Runny nose. Cold.
Either my immune system has suddenly gone completely down the pooper, or this cold is freaking relentless. It’s bloody well starting to piss me off!
TODAY’S INTERVALS (with cold)
- 4 p.m. BG before: 7.9
- Carbs: none
- Temp. basal: -50 per cent (1 hour)
- Time: 40 minutes
- Intervals: 10′ warmup with 4 x 30s sprints; 400m (4:32 min/km) 800m (4:39 min/km) 1000m (5:04 min/km) 800m (5:03 min/km) 400m (4:31 min/km)
- 5 p.m. BG after: 7.2
- Temp. basal: +30 per cent (0.5 hour)
My phone battery died which means no pictures from today’s intervals, but last week’s pic (which I did not post on the blog) depicts my continued thoughts on interval training: