Ugh!!

Shame on me for trying to ignore what God's saying. I've had a few very strange months with weird acute injuries or illnesses popping up every week. Honestly, it feels like my body is breaking down. Mentally, I'm in it, I'm in the game. Physically, it's just not happening. I'll start with a little recap of the last few weeks and then get to the point!

I have been running through niggling tears in my hamstrings, pain in my knee, allergies after long runs and just overall blahness. The only thing that has kept me going is my heart (because in life, isnt it this that keeps us ALL going at the end of day?). I truly, insanely LOVE running and its the only thing that never betrays me and something I have alot of control over.

Case in point: I woke up this morning with a throat that felt completely closed. Yes Ladies and Gentlenman - I've lost my voice. I lay there for 10 minutes, wanting to bag it and just sleep. It didnt happen. No surprises, I feel like crap without my drug of choice. I tied my ponytail high and proud, put my 'lucky' shoes on and set off. 70 painful minutes later, I came back shivering and sweaty. Its been an hour and I sit here typing this with peppermint tea (with lots and lots ofgrated ginger), wearing a wooly jumper, hat, socks and I'm tempted to add gloves in my wardrobe - although,I think THAT would look slightly ridiculous :-) Oh yeah, did I mention I live in South East Asia???

Ummm...yeah...so thats it....70 minutes this am.