It's funny, just when you think your in some type of control over the smallest of things, life comes around to screw it all up.
After being out last week sick, I decided to start back this week.... WRONG! Instead of waking up at 4 in the morning to go for a nice little stroll around the old neighborhood, I'm now walking up at 4 to go to work an hour earlier than normal because we got put back on extended hours temporarily. Yay...
So yesterday (Tuesday for those of you playing along at home) I decided that I was going to shoot for 400+ pushups throughout the day. I got to 200 while at work and suddenly came down with something terrible. I kept coming to the point of near vomiting where your hunched over pathetically half ass gagging and wishing you would go ahead and puke. I also had a splitting headache, chills, I felt very weak and dizzy, and I had the shakes. I also got extremely sleepy. So I came home and passed out in the bed for 4 and a half hours only to wake up drenched in sweat.
Luckily today I felt fine and decided to go for a night time run. So after tucking Preston in to bed (Izzy is on a 2 week vacation with my mom, it's very odd without her around... very quiet too!) I headed out the door for a nice 3.95 miles. Saw lots of deer, has a kamikaze June bug try to take out my right eye, and inhaled a few pounds of gnats. But it was great to be out there running again!