Day 16 of Covid today.
Feeling more like myself. Started back running 3 days ago. I was still feeling a bit ill at the time, aching muscles and fatigued, but the sun was shining on Friday morning and I couldn’t help myself.
I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed a run quite so much.
I’d convinced myself a week ago that I’d never run again. I’ve read so many stories from people with long covid who used to run and cycle but 2 years later they still can’t.
Obviously I might still relapse (apparently).
So many people have warned me not to overdo it, take it slowly.
But right now I’m loving being out in the open air running through fields and woods with my dog.
Day 3 in the Covid house
Woke up full of the joys of spring. It lasted about 10 minutes. Had breakfast with my man. He’s living with me at the moment working from home recovering from an injury.
He’s working downstairs. I’m back in bed with the dog. Government guidance says I shouldn’t cuddle my dog. I don’t think I’ve given him Covid though and I’m going to keep cuddling my dog.
Brain fog is my main thing this morning. I keep finding myself just staring into space. Also I have an intermittent strong desire to lie down.
I think I maybe need more sleep. I’m so restless again today though. This isn’t me. I don’t lie around doing nothing.
What to do today?
Nothing again I guess.