Setting: Candles lit, Barry White on the stereo, Rose petals spread over the floor. A single, red velvet couch sits in front of a fireplace, with two lovers sipping wine and staring into eachothers eyes.
“I know we aren’t supposed to be together, we are from completely separate worlds. Our families have been battling for such a long time, but that won’t stop the way I feel about you!”
“OHHHHHHHH…. I LOVE YOU….. TAKE ME ON THIS COUCH RIGHT NOW. LET’S HEAL ALL THE PAIN WITH OUR LOVE!”
Kiss, Kiss, fondle, fondle…
This is currently the situation that is occurring in my body between my white blood cells and the damn cold virus that is circulating in my body. Now one would expect them to battle and fight to a bloody, gruesome death! A gladiatorial battle taking place in my bloodstream! TWO CELLS ENTER- ONE REMAINS!
Now the problem is, that isn’t whats happening. It appears that the hippy love in mentioned above has become a daily event. Why? I have had this cold now for a long time, since Monday. I am getting better by like 5% a day, but with such small increases, it’s hard to notice that I actually am feeling slightly better. However, at some points, especially in the afternoon, I relapse and get quite sick. That happened yesterday during my run. It turned into a walk pretty darn quick.
So today, I am taking the day off. I am going to try relax and kick this bloody cold. All in preporation for Super Sunday tomorrow. Pray that my White Blood cells grow some balls and act like the ferocious bad-asses they are supposed to be.
Day 95: Possible Run
When I was a child, I was famous for throwing sickies. I loved staying home and I would come up with all manner of ailments to show my folks I needed to be away from school. Honestly, I was probably the child with the second or third biggest illness rate in school.
Problem was- I hardly ever got sick. Honestly, I am someone who has a pretty healthy immune system. But when I do get sick- I often find it knocks me around. Today marks the third day that I have been sick... My throat is till amazingly sore and I have a headache most of the day. It sucks. My knee is also hurting as I think I re-pulled whatever I hurt last week.
Today I shall run! I have to. This run is starting to get away from me.
I am on 567.3 km.
I should be on 780.8 km.
I have 2432.7 km remaining and 270 days left. Which equates to 9km a day. It may not sound like much of an increase considering I started needed to run 8.2km a day. 800m isn't that much. But in 6 weeks I go overseas for 3 weeks. I should be able to run on the trip a bit but alas the deficit will grow as I'll be in Africa and I don't want to be eaten by lions.
So what to do?!?! Well I am going to do a new run per week- it's called SUPER SUNDAY! Every Sunday morning, I am going to give myself 2-3 hours. It'll be a slow walk/run but if I could average 7km an hour, which is a slow jog, I might be able to run upwards of 20km. So the idea is simple. Run 9-10km a day(and take a day or two off a week) and then kick the deficit down to something more manageable using these big runs. It's what marathon runners do in training to teach their bodies to run long distances. So it'll help me greatly!
Then when I come back from overseas and my PhD is finally over, I'll have more time for running and therefore should be able to start really chopping it down.
It's a good plan, but let's see how it goes. It may work, it may not!??!
But know this- I won't give up. Even if my deficit grows to the point of crazy proportions, I will keep running till I hit 3000km. It may take more than a year and although I may fail my primary goal, the two most important goals, getting fit and raising money for charity, they will be honored! Wish me luck- I hope I feel better this afternoon so that I can smash out a good run.
Oh and this afternoon, I am going to do a simple test using 3 different IPHONE run applications. So expect a lovely big blog tonight!