Bad things happen in threes, right? I hope so. Because that would mean I'm all done with my bad luck now and should have a decent weekend.
First was Wednesday. I told you about that. Not a terrible bike crash but my left hip still hurts a good bit (all superficial but still- can't touch it at all without wincing). On Thursday I woke up and realized that my bike frame must have hit the inside of my quad when I fell because I've got a sore spot there... and the outside of my ankle hurts too.
I didn't run yesterday like I wanted to. I kind of knew my hip wasn't going to allow it but held out hope until I woke up and made the official call. Though even without the hip pain I couldn't have run anyway b/c I woke up with that sick feeling in my throat... coughed up some solid yellow phelgm (yum) and went back to bed. Did much of nothing yesterday and was bored out of my mind but knew that it was for the best. I'm not a fan of trying to train through illness. I'd rather just get better and then train 100% than work out several more days and end up with a more serious 3 week lingering thing. Still though, I'm not a fan of doing nothing so it wasn't a great day yesterday.
I was hoping I'd feel better today. I'm not any worse, maybe just a hair better, but definitely not 100%. I ignored my 'No Training When Sick' rule and went to the ocean anyway. I figured I'd just swim for like 30 minutes and wouldn't push the pace and convinced myself that moving around in the ocean might actually be somewhat healing. And it might have been, except that I got NAILED by a giant live man-o-war. Holy cow this one was 10x worse than last week. I think last week I just swam through bits of broken tentacles... today I got the full on treatment.
Immediately the shock was excruciating and I screamed under water, though nobody heard me. I got out even earlier than I'd planned because I just felt horrible all over. The welt across my left armpit/shoulder/back is at least 12 inches long and the one that goes across my left hip makes my right hip pain seem like nothing. I was nauseous driving home and thought about just driving myself straight to the ER to see if there was some sort of anti-venom treatment they could do for me. Instead I went to Safeway and got some Benadryl and took that right away.
Now I still feel sort of sick (low energy, which is really not like me at all), and have equal pain in both hips, and am going to go lay on the couch and do nothing until I feel 100% better. These episodes are good to experience once in a while because it'll really make me appreciate being healthy and 'on'. It's been a long time since I've felt so physically useless.