Thursday, April 22, 2010
That's the sound of having a cold, complete with post-nasal drip, for almost two weeks. I felt like I'd shaken it last weekend, so I go for a run at 6:15am, come home, shower and dress for work, and suddenly I feel like I'm walking through mud as I walk into the office. I'm looking forward to work, I should say--I think we've almost got consensus on the 9th floor OB/GYN clinic, and even the doctor is on board--but I just felt like I physically had no energy. It finally hit me yesterday that, oh gee, I might still have a cold, and I'm going to continue having it if I don't let my body rest.
Rest doesn't come easy for me. The good part about being unable to sit still and/or procrastinate is that I get a lot done, but the downside is that when I really need to rest--with a cold or a sprained ankle--I'm terrible at it. Right now, though, my sinuses hurt and I feel achy, so I'm going to go lay down with a cheezy magazine (thank God and Anna Wintour that my sister sends me her couple-of-months-old issues of Elle and Lucky) and get some rest. Holla!