Day 10 – As Long As You Don’t Overdo It…

Yesterday

The chat with myself went like this: “I honestly feel MUCH better; I’ve still got a bit of a sore throat…but I really AM feeling ok! I reckon I’ll be okay to train tomorrow 🙂
“Maybe we should see how we feel tomorrow, resting heart rate within five beats of normal remember!”
“Yes, yes I know…” yippeeee I’ll be training tomorrow.
(I’m aware the above makes me sound a bit like Gollum talking to himself in Lord of the Rings LOL – but don’t pretend you don’t have convos with yourself too 😉 )

Today

Midnight: woke up with a very sore throat. I felt fine otherwise though, so I went and got a hot drink (green tea with jasmine – that’s the latest funky tea discovery) and figured I must have been sleeping with my mouth open to make it so sore again all of a sudden.
5am: time to get up, well when I say ‘get up’ that actually meant: go downstairs, make coffee and shake (oats, water and chocolate whey protein), come back to bed and work on the laptop – does that actually count as getting up…? Throat feeling MUCH better!
8.39am: My throat is still a little bit sore but nothing major, the session is only half-an-hour or so, albeit quite intense; but I reckon I’ll be fine as long as I don’t OVERDO it.
10.30am: Wahoooo, I’m back training – the weights are pretty light today compared to a couple of days last week (remember those 50kgs deads?) and MAN does it feel good to be back on course again.
I love training and whilst not training is okay if I choose not, not being able to train because I really shouldn’t just FRUSTRATES me!
11.00am: Sure enough, it only took half an hour; my heart’s pumping, my blood’s flowing, I can see great progress in my arms (wanna see…?) and everything is well with the world.
4.15pm: Go out to collect Jack from school; I’m feeling a bit tired, but I have been working since 5am so it’s hardly surprising is it…
4.45pm: Train Jack
“Are you alright mum?”
“Yep, why?”
“You’re losing your voice!”
“Hmmm, it’s all your fault…I’ve told everyone y’know! You gave me your germs!”
6.00pm: Start cooking dinner; am not really in the mood for cooking, but I promised Ellie I’d do Morrocan beef (is an awesome recipe) so I’d better get on with it.
6.30pm: Eat Morrocan beef. Yummm, this is lovely.
7.00pm: Sore throat, very dodgy sounding voice, very tired and slight headache. It’s no good, I’m going to have to go to bed!
“Kiddy-Rats, I’m going to bed,”
“Okay mum,”
“Doors, lights, kitchen and all of that usual stuff please,”
“Yeah, okay,” which probably means at least one light will be left on, still, better that than all the doors unlocked!
I was in bed by ten past seven, and that’s where I still am.
I’m in London tomorrow for this [Comfort Zone] launch so I’ve had to do some work for tomorrow, tonight; I’d usually do it in the morning but I’m going to be gone by 8am so I’ve had to shuffle things round a bit.
I didn’t think I’d overdone things…but I guess it was still too much. I’m going to have to be VERY firm with myself and NOT train tomorrow if I don’t want to make things worse – I haven’t got time to be out of training for weeks. I’d better behave myself  from now on!
With only 59 days to go there isn’t time for me to be out of action  – the best thing I can do is be…P A T I E N T!
One day, ONE DAY I’ll have mastered the art of that.
See you tomorrow with news from the Capital (assuming I’m fit enough to go – I won’t be crawling there on my hands and knees that’s for sure!).