Still hacking on phlegm, so no running yet…..
I was talking to one of my best friends late last week when I was just starting to get sick. We were talking about how stressful his project is at the moment and how when he gets stressed he gets cold sores. I told him that, while I don’t get cold sores, when I get stressed my face breaks out like a 14 year old during prom. (By the way, I’d like to punch whoever told me that I would stop having zits when I was in my 20s – lying bastard). While talking to my friend, we got on the topic of how amazing our bodies are that they can react to simple mental inputs like stress and have such an adverse reaction.
Think about it. If you get stressed, your blood pressure goes up, your immune system goes down, and you may get cold sores or break out in zits – not to mention a host of other ailments. Isn’t that amazing? Amazing in the sense that you can involuntarily control your body that much with just your mind. On the flip side, it really makes me think about the old mantra that ‘laughter is the best medicine’. I mean, it isn’t that large of a scientific leap to go from your mind totally wrecking your body via stress to your body healing itself with the movie 40 Year Old Virgin. Steve Carell can be my medicine any day.
I’ve read before that after a hard marathon, your body is so spent that you have little to no immune system. Since I haven’t been really sick in years, I think that I am most certainly a victim of this. What is interesting about this is that I 100% feel that if I had not run the marathon, I would not have gotten sick. Not that I wouldn’t have come into contact with the virus that got me sick, but that I would have been able to kill it with my own body prior to it taking over and sending my snot production into overdrive. Makes me feel powerful and weak at the same time. Stupid germs.
So, in my recouperation, I’m trying to give my body the best chance it has to fight off anything else that may come my way. The normal mom 101 stuff – fluids, sleep, lots of TV, binge drinking – you know, the usual. Finally, since I am now so confident of my own mental powers, I’m going to start to work on Jedi mind tricks, Star Wars style. *Waves arm* You don’t need that report until next week….