Body running amok

I've always prided myself on having a very strong immune system.  During college, I got sick once, maybe twice.  And if I did get sick, I just denied, denied, denied until it went away so I couldn't remember if I was ever sick in the first place.

This has not been the case this week.

One of my favorite sitcoms to air was Dharma and Greg and this episode describes my situation to a T.

Ok, so I don't have gout.  But in the last week, I've had 5 migraines, 2 sore throats, a cough, a runny nose, a 24-hour fever, 2 cases of pinkeye, 1 puffy foot tendon, a persistent case of the hiccups, some mystery face bruises, and approximately -100,000 hairs on my head.  Not to mention I was just sick little over a month ago.  All minor things, but this is coming from someone who worked in an ER in the midst of flu season without even catching a sniffle.

I'm getting worried, not because being sick is so terrible, but because I think that I brought this illness onto myself.

A New Year

It's that time of the year when everyone starts reflecting on days gone by.  But first, a glimpse forward into my future -

I just signed up for my first half-marathon.

Can't run but can shovel.

If you've been reading the news at all, you would have know about the 5ft of snow Buffalo, NY received this week.

Guess who lives in the area?

Knowing I made the right decision.

Since childhood, I had been very clear about what wanted, and was stubborn to a fault.   With this kind of dogged determination to reach all of my goals, I had no doubt that I would have my entire life figured out by the time I was in my twenties.

Now that I'm in my twenties, I laugh at my old self.

Life is tough...and running makes me tougher.

I have to admit, these last few weeks have been hard.  I recently started school full time, and add an almost full-time job to that, moving twice, and therefore a complete lack of social interactions - life has really taken it out of me, physically and emotionally.