Day 8 of no running. I seem to have caught a cold. It’s not the flu, but it’s got me down and out. My mind is craving the run. It needs that space, fresh air, and clarity. My body needs the rhythm of the run, my heart wants to beat a little faster, my lungs want to breathe a little deeper.
In my beginning running days I would have fretted about messing up my training plans. I would have worried about not getting enough miles in. And I would have run by now. And then I would be sicker. Of course I know this from personal experience. Now, I’m older and hopefully wiser, without rest, not only will this cold last longer or develop into something worse, I’m probably going to have a Lupus flare. This is the sucky part of autoimmune disease. You don’t recover quickly from colds. All the things that shortened my colds before like echinacea or Zinc, etc now overstimulate my immune system more than it already is. Apparently it’s confused and attacks perfectly good cells and organs. Don’t forget that Hashimoto’s Disease loves to attack my thyroid as well!
I have two choices, be bitter or be thankful. I choose to be thankful. Yes, I do complain at times, but it doesn’t change anything except it adds stress. So I am thankful for the bit of good in every day. It’s there, when you look. I’m thankful for my husband, who is patient and kind. I’m thankful for my kids that pick up my slack. I’m thankful for my dogs that snuggle with me. I’m thankful for my God, my Savior, my comforter, my counselor, my Abba Father.
I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing to the glory that will be revealed in us. Romans 8:18
I can’t wait to get out and run again! Just to run! In the meantime I’ll be resting as much as possible and trying not to be jealous of all my running friends!!