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Head Cold

Today I woke up with a really bad sore throat/head cold...this puts a damper on my awesome training week.
At 6:40 am I dragged myself out of bed only because Chris was already at the pool waiting for me. After gargling salt water, sucking on a couch drop, and sitting on my bed sniffling for ten minutes I finally shuffled through the snow to Fitrec and did a wimpy 1,600m swim. The combination of chlorine, goggles that don't fit, and flip turns made everything worse. I went to class and now it's one and I'm back in bed...
From the looks of it Track tonight is going to be a no-go.

But last night we had an awesome, really hard 3,200m swim workout. And I ran on the treadmill before that - all felt good.
The day before that I did hill repeats on Summit Ave which is KILLER. My legs still feel like jello. But I'm getting speed back and it's awesome to feel bummed that I can't train.
I took some dayquil, ate some oranges, and I'm drinking lots of fluids so hopefully it'll be knocked out by tomorrow.

Other than that...all is well. I am in love with my suitemates, my new room, my classes, and life in general. And even though I still have to work really hard I'm much more content doing it. For the first time in a good few months I'm really, very, actually 100% completely happy =)
I've been waiting to say that!

love love love,
Katie

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