With the office move and all the dust being stirred up, I got another chest cold. And I'm so miserable today.
I called TBD to tell him that we couldn't hang out tonight and he's making chicken soup for me and bringing it over later. I've mentioned it before but TBD is a pescatarian which means he doesn't eat chicken... but he's making it for me anyway. So sweet.
He said, "No problem and it's likely the only way I'm going to see you this weekend."
I'm trying not to panic. My 10K is seven days away and I've got to get this out of my body. So today I'm chillin', drinking water, taking vitamin C, Zicam, and Sudafed. I've got to be better by Monday.
I WILL be better by tomorrow!