It turned into Fall like instantly here. The calendar read September First and boom, it was 15 degrees cooler out. There are two things that I really don’t like – change and cold weather (and yes, I went to college in Vermont, I know, I know.) So, when the cold weather is the change, I’m not a happy camper.
On Tuesday night, a few friends and I went to see Depeche Mode. I had on a 3 quarter length sleeved shirt and was freezing my ass off. Fortunately, my generous and warm blooded boyfriend lent me the shirt off his back to wear so I wasn’t miserable the entire time.
The concert was good, although I didn’t have nearly as fun of a time as when we saw the Flaming Lips last week. Not sure why. They did play my song as their first encore which was nice.
After the show, I felt very, very tired. Not unusual for me since it was about 11:15 by the time we got to our car. I went straight to bed afterwards. I woke up an hour or so later, teeth chattering. I figured I had just been chilled from being outside and put a sweatshirt on and went back to sleep. Mind you, I live in Georgia so my definition of “cold” might be a little different than someone in say, Minnesota.
When I woke up yesterday morning, I just felt off. I felt exhausted and somewhat foggy-headed. I could not figure it out. I had gotten around 7.5 hours of sleep. I only drank about 2 beers at the show so it wasn’t a hangover. After lunch, I really started to feel bad. And then it happened. I got nauseous and ran to the bathroom and threw up! I do not throw up. Like ever. I can tell you that the last time I threw up was in 2007 when I had heat exhaustion and before that, it must have been years. I bailed on a run with a friend and was in bed with the lights out by 8:30.
When I woke up this morning. I felt okay. My stomach felt a little iffy but not bad. I ate some chia oats for breakfast and went to work. I met two friends for lunch at Jason’s Deli. I was sort of worried about going, but wanted to get out of the office so I went. After lunch, I felt fine. What’s up with that? 24 hour bug? Ate something weird, maybe?
Since I was feeling completely better less than 24 hours after I was convinced that I had swine flu, I decided to go for the run that I’d skipped yesterday. This was actually the first time that I deemed it cool enough to run outside in several months. I did a nice 3.5 mile jog.