With so much sickness going around this winter I've been lucky so far. In fact, I haven't been sick at all since I quit drinking. I've felt it coming on the past couple of days and tried to deny it, tried to load up on vitamins. This morning when I woke up I could not deny it anymore...I'm officially sick. It's a cold...not the end of the world. It's interesting though that I have gotten so use to feeling good when I wake up in the morning that it was strange to wake up this morning and NOT feel good.
I tried to talk myself out of going to the gym this morning and then remembered all the times I went to the gym with a hangover (feeling much worse), just to prove that I wasn't feeling that bad and didn't have a problem. So I did go this morning but may stay home to rest tomorrow if I'm not feeling better, after all I don't have anything to prove anymore!
Some people have said that being sick is a trigger to drink. I really don't feel that way and never have. Although there was this one time in college that I specifically remember. I was sick with a cold and went out drinking. I drank so much that my cold was completely GONE the next day. I use to tell this story to brag, but as I think of it now I can only imagine just how much alcohol must have been in my system to completely knock out that virus...yuck!
The only thing I'll be drinking this afternoon is hot tea!