Last Tuesday I caught a cold. Normally, this isn't a big deal. However, with me and sickness, things are always a pain. I'm still sniffling today. Seven days. Seven!
Tuesday night I went for a 40 minute walk on the treadmill. I've read enough that says it's okay to exercise when the sick is from the neck-up. As the cold was all in my nose, I thought that was okay. Now though, the cold has relocated to my chest. I'm coughing up phlegm, which while gross is also pretty sweet as it means things are just about done, but damn. I hate being sick, you know?
Yesterday I went in for a tux measurement. Not the most exciting thing to do when I'm as big as I am.