1. I’m sick 😦
I woke up Tuesday morning feeling totally normal, but by lunchtime my throat started to feel a bit…off. I figured I was coming down with a cold, as I once again did not heed my own advice to not kiss boys who have colds, and experienced the unparalleled dread that comes with knowing you have a cold and there’s nothing you can do about it. By the end of the day, though, I felt MISERABLE. I had no energy, no motivation, and just generally did not feel well at all. I slogged through my commute home, heated up some food in the microwave, decided I couldn’t go to dance feeling that lousy, and had my pajamas on by 6 p.m. I’m supposed to be going out of town this weekend, so I wanted to kick this as fast as possible.
Wednesday morning, I wasn’t feeling any better, and by that point I had developed a low-grade fever as well. I’ve been monitoring my resting heart rate every morning since the end of July, when I was worried I was overtraining during marathon season, and continue to do it out of habit today. Post-marathon, my RHR increased from the high 50s/low 60s to high 60s/low 70s, depending on the day. On Wednesday, my RHR was 90. In nearly four months of tracking, the highest RHRs I’ve ever had are 76 (when my alarm woke me up during a nightmare) and 80 (the morning after the marathon). I actually took that before I took my temperature, but by that point I knew I didn’t need to take my temperature – I was clearly sick (Letsrun says so. Though I already knew an elevated RHR was a sign of illness.). I consulted with my mother, as one does, who confirmed that I should take the day off work, and promptly emailed my office to let them know I wouldn’t be coming in that day, which, fun fact, is the first legitimate sick day I’ve taken in almost three and a half years of work (I took a sick day when I got dumped, but I obviously wasn’t actually sick that day. Heartsick, I guess.) I spent nearly all of Wednesday in bed, except for dragging myself to CVS to pick up a prescription and then dragging myself back to CVS to visit the MinuteClinic (I signed up to go there when I picked up my prescription, but there was a two-hour wait.). The nurse practitioner who saw me offered little help (though my pulse had gone down to 77, so that made me feel good). They swabbed me for strep, but the test at the clinic came back negative. She said I could have the flu, but since I got the FluMist almost a month ago when I was in Seattle (side note: how on earth did CVS know I had gotten the FluMist?! I didn’t put that down on any of my intake forms, and I didn’t get it at a CVS in Seattle. I don’t know if they even HAVE CVS in Seattle!), she didn’t seem to think that was what I had.
Personally, I think I have the flu. Getting the flu shot doesn’t necessarily mean you won’t get the flu, since they don’t really know what strains are going to be the most pervasive each season. That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t get a flu shot, of course: even if the strains in the shot aren’t the same as the strains making the rounds in a particular season, your body will still likely fight off the flu better if you’ve been immunized, since you’ve already got antibodies that know what to do with the flu. I got the flu every year in high school (or definitely came down with something distinctly flu-like every year in high school), and that’s the closest to how I feel now (i.e.: totally miserable). The NP told me to not go to work today, either, so chances are I’m horizontal in bed still (though I’m writing this Wednesday evening, and I suppose if something miraculous happens overnight, I may go to work if I feel up to it.). Pending the weather, I’m supposed to be going to the Quad Cities tomorrow and to Iowa’s football game Saturday morning, so I’m really hoping I feel a lot better by then. Or at least a lot less miserable.
In other news, half marathon training has gotten off to a rough start, considering that I intended to start last Saturday, and since then have logged exactly one run and one strength training workout due to all this nonsense. Alas.
2. Will someone please explain to me why WordPress feels the need to change its blogging format every 4.6 seconds? I don’t hate the update, I suppose – I just don’t understand why WordPress has to overhaul things all the dang time. This change isn’t nearly as dramatic as when they changed the stats page (still smarting over that, since the newer stats page is way harder to use/understand than the old one, in my experience), but it seems like none of these changes improve upon earlier problems: they all just completely reformat things for the fun of it. DOES NOT APPROVE.
3. All my dreams came true last Thursday when I saw Ryn Weaver live at Park West.
As you may recall, I’ve raved about Ryn Weaver on here before, and having to miss her Lolla after (due to the after starting at like 11 p.m. on a Friday night during marathon season. LOLNOPE.) and her Lolla set (due to it being on Saturday when I only had a one-day pass for Sunday), I was STOKED when I found out she was playing a show in Chicago. I bought a ticket as soon as they went on sale without even bothering to see if any of my friends wanted to go.
To be honest, I was not into either one of the openers at. all., though I did think it was kind of cool that Liz Nistico, the singer of HOLYCHILD (the first opener), came out into the audience multiple times. That was fun.
After sitting through way more HOLYCHILD and Astr than I ever needed or wanted to hear, Ryn Weaver finally went on a little after 9:00, and OH MAN.
It. Was. Awesome.
I smiled until my cheeks hurt. I wept at both Traveling Song and New Constellations (true story. I’ve never cried at a show before, but you have to have a heart of stone to not be moved by a live performance of Traveling Song, which is written about and dedicated to her grandfather, who passed away in January). I screamed along and jumped all around to Octahate. I’m hesitant to say Ryn Weaver beat Fall Out Boy at the Metro in 2013 as my Favorite Show of All Time, but they might be tied. Had their not been opening acts at Ryn Weaver, she might’ve taken the crown.
It was also just so nice to go to a show again. Even though I went to ALL OF THE FESTIVALS this summer, I haven’t been to a show show since March (yikes!), and I’ve really missed that atmosphere. I love love love live music, and it felt nice to experience some again.
Best show you’ve ever been to?
When am I going to feel not sick?