I’ve slept 15 of the last 24ish hours. And as great as that’s been, I still feel like crap. Blah.
I’ve been living off plain ‘ol Campbell’s chicken soup and Gatorade.
I hate being sick. I get restless very easy. I’d rather be at work and be able to go run tonight than stuck sick at home. I’m starting to crave a good workout even though my body is in pain.
I could really use a nice, creamy latte about now.