There's a joke in my household. I don't do anything half-assed. Its either no ass or full ass.
For the past three years, I have managed to be sick on my birthday, which is pretty crappy. It wasn't so bad, I only felt a tiny bit awful, and my Saturday I was feeling much better. Even well enough for a day of skiing. Then I somehow rebounded - or caught whatever Will had. And this next round has taken a hold on me. Sinus pain so bad I had trouble seeing, a coughing fit (coupled with a ride to Palmer Lake in the snow) that should have probably sent me to the hospital. And the fatigue. Holy crap am I tired.
I finally went to an Urgent Care clinic on Tuesday. Diagnosis was a sinus infection. I got a lecture about not coming in earlier and a prescription for augmentin, 875 mg twice a day for 10 days. I've had 3 full days of antibiotics and feel slightly better. Only slightly.
I'm 6 weeks away from the hardest 70.3 I've attempted and I have barely done any workouts. Just 2:20 easy on the bike trainer. Mainly because of the fatigue.
Hopefully I will really start to feel better this weekend and by next week I'm ready to roll. It has been a long time since I've been this sick and I'm wondering what sort of bad karmic mojo I put out into the universe to deserve this.