It’s Christmas Eve. I’m relaxing in my grandparents’ home, which is like a second home for me, and feeling blessed to have a holiday break and family to spend it with. Earlier tonight we had a good dinner together, followed by an evening of watching the news, Jeopardy and Wheel of Fortune. Jeopardy didn’t make me feel smart today, because none of the categories were up my alley. (I did, however, sweep up the children’s books category the other day.)
Atlanta Corporate Fight Night 6 is exactly one month away! It’s hard to believe that it’s so close, but I can’t wait. I had a good sparring session at the end of last week, which was a great way to leave the gym for a while. Though I’m not wishing away my vacation, I sure will be happy to get back in the gym and keep working and growing and improving.
I’ve been laying around a LOT lately. Unfortunately, that hasn’t all been by choice. A week from yesterday, I came down with a stuffy head cold. I took my first-ever sick day on Monday and stayed home. Since it was the last week of school, I returned to work on Tuesday even though I was still feeling bad. On Wednesday and Thursday, I came close to completely losing my voice—much to my students’ amusement. On Thursday, after dismissal, I was ready to collapse.
On Friday (12/21/2012), I woke up and headed to the airport. I was hoping to witness the end of the world from the air, but nothing dramatic happened. So I slept through the flight. When I landed and got to my grandparents’ house, I said: “I love you! I’m so happy to be here! I’m going to bed.” Then I crashed. I started running a fever, and I’ve mostly been in bed or sleeping on the couch since then. (Does this sound familiar? My body doesn’t want me to ever miss work, so it only gets sick on breaks.)
My solid plan for this holiday break was:
- Go running. Lots of running! Run all the time.
- Shadowboxing and jump-roping. (I even bought a new jump-rope.)
The first two haven’t happened; the third has, though my eyes can only handle so many pages at once before I need to sleep again. I do have a week left, though, so we’ll see if I can get some physical activity in later. Hopefully, I’ll feel better before too long. Until then, I’ll enjoy being spoiled by my grandparents!
It’s time for me to take a dose of medicine and head back to bed. First, I want to wish you a Merry Christmas. I hope you are with people you love—the kind of people who would take care of you if you were sick. (I hope you’re not sick, though.) God bless you!!