I managed to do my jumprope last night for the first time in four days. Didn't manage any more than that though.
It's the weirdest thing - appendicitis a decade ago? Painful but not that bad really. Broken fingers? Again painful but not that bad - inconvenient more than anything. Dislocated shoulder? Damn sore but really nothing too difficult to deal with. Ripped open finger? Depressing, obviously, but I can play the guitar again. Common cold? OH MY GOD WHY AM I DYING. I really don't understand how something so seemingly innocuous can cause such bloody misery.
I read an article in The Week a few years ago (digression - The Week is a (weekly, obvs) distillation of all of the weeks printed press. If you don't know it, get it - it's best thing ever.) which stated that men are more severely affected by colds than women. It was something to do with our physiological differences - men being short burst high energy types suited to brief spates of hunting and killing and women being more for the long game - gathering berries, that sort of thing. This is getting a bit dangerous... Hang on, I'm going to cite a reference...
http://www.huffingtonpost.co.uk/2011/09/19/scientists-say-man-flu-is-not-a-myth_n_969749.html
This is not making quite the same point as I read about in the week, but it's not far off.
So yeah, all in all, pretty gash few days. Colds just lay me on my ass. I've rather lost my train of thought with all that reference searching. That's the hallmark of a good blog. A nice strong ending. Excellent.
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