So uhhhh...

Just as I'm starting to swing out of my blogging funk, I go and get sick. Bleh. At least I was sick while Lor was out of town so then I didn't have to feel guilty about skipping workouts. It all started Thursday morning. I woke up with tummy troubles and wondered if I was sick or just stressed out. I had a soccer game Thursday night and was determined to play, but at the last second the game got canceled...thank heavens. By that point I was sick and achey all over. I had managed to eat a bowl of cereal and some crackers because I knew my body would need something to get through soccer on. The next day was more of the same but the aches had left and I was able to eat a bit more. By Friday night I was thinking I was on the up and up and planned on running Saturday, even sans Lori. (I KNOW) Well Saturday morning came and I woke up feeling like I had knives stabbed into every cavity of my face. Awesome. I couldn't move my head without wanting to cry. So running...yah no. I didn't even clean my house. Yes it was that bad. I drowned myself in fluids, and slept and took meds, and slept some more yesterday. Jared even made me stay home from church (which I planned on blogging then, but just slept some more...) Today I still don't feel great, but I feel a lot better than I have for the past few days, so yipee. Watch out. I may just find enthusiasm again too. Hmmmm....