First morning in nearly a week I didn't wake up with my lungs sounding like a bowl of Rice Krispies. (Yeah - think about that for a minute.) Still no voice, still stuffy head, still coughing, but definitely on the upswing.
Even though these two bouts of being horribly sick in less than two months are arguably the sickest I've ever been in my life, while my husband was pondering when the emergency room becomes an appropriate option, I was worrying about what all this will do to my cardio base and how it will affect my recent running success.
Does that make me crazy? Or just another triathlete?
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A triathlete for sure, which by definition makes you crazy
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