One of the worst feelings in life has to be getting sick in the summer. Your head throbs, your nose is running, you can’t think straight… and it’s 95 frikkin’ degrees outside. If you don’t have Air Conditioning, you’re toast. If you do have Air Conditioning, you realize very quickly how uncomfortable you can still be despite having a controlled climate. You’re hot, then you’re frozen, then you’re sweating again so you crank the A/C up some more: what the heck do you mean it’s already 62 degrees in here, I’m broiling! 3 minutes later you’re under a blanket on the couch after donning a hoodie. But give it another 10 minutes, you’ll be wondering if the A/C is still working, because now you’re shedding all clothing down to your boxers and you’re once again covered in sweat.

Being sick always sucks, it’s not like being infirmed is some joyous event in any other season. Maybe it’s not only battling the outside heat but also just the feeling of true lost potential due to the fact that you’re sick when it’s summer. Let’s face it, while there admittedly is a lot you can do outside in the colder months there is much more that you can do when it’s nice out. In the winter, I’d probably be lying on my couch anyway since it’s so darn cold out there; I just wouldn’t be blowing my nose as much or have that tight feeling in my chest or have the raging headache. In the summer… I can’t even begin to list all the things you can do. On the perfect day, it almost seems like the possibilities are endless.

Recently I’ve been caught saying that the phrase “burning the candle at both ends” doesn’t nearly describe my activities as of late. It’s more like I stole the wicks off of a half-dozen menorahs, transplanted them all into the candle, and then lit all of them. I’m sure that now that I’m past the ACT my body is merely telling me that I’ve been pushing it too hard, and I’m not one to disagree. But I wish my body could be a little less obnoxious in its methods for getting the point across - maybe just a few days of “wow I’m tired, I need to go to bed early” would have done just fine.

Tournament this upcoming Sunday, fingers crossed I can kick this thing before then. I seem to already be on the upswing after only 48 hours, which is a good sign I think. Off to get another rare 8+ hours of sleep to continue on my road to recovery.

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