Old and Sickly

I turned 32 a few days ago, did I tell you that?  I am 32.  That seems so strange.  Everyone is so quick to tell me how young that is and how I am such a baby but... they must have forgotten what it felt like to be in their 30s and still feel like they were just barely old enough to drive.  Which is how I feel.  Not a bad feeling at all.  I hope I always feel young despite the number of my age.  And I don't really think I'm "old."  My parents being in their 60s and almost 70s, doing all the amazing things they do make me see that, Lord willing, I've got some great years ahead.

Still...how did I get to 32 already?  It sounds so... grown up. 

I've also gotten sick in my old but not old age.  Right after my wonderful day of getting back into the swing of things, I woke up the next morning with plans to run in the rain with my girls and I felt awful.  I was grateful that the thunder and lightning canceled our run so that I could stay in bed and I did not go to work that day or the next.  My mom came the second day and I took a hot shower, made some chicken noodle soup and had a buddy to watch romantic comedies with instead of having to watch them alone.  She helped me finish my laundry and dishes and that helped distract me from the fact that my nose had gone rogue.

I am back at work today but... things are not 100% yet.  The thing is, I am never sick.  When I say never, I mean a few years can go by before I catch anything.  I don't get the flu, I don't get colds, I don't get fevers, I don't get whatever is going around the office.  I've started to believe (and this may sound arrogant, but I don't mean it to be) that I am somewhat invincible.  I've gotten so used to feeling good and strong and ready to tackle my run and the day, that when I am actually sick (like now)... it is almost depressing.  Like somehow my superpowers were undermined by some evil force. 

I didn't like missing work because I have so much to do here (I have worked a grand total of 2.5 days since Christmas).  I didn't like feeling bad and not getting to run (even though the weather wasn't exactly conducive to it anyway).  I had to cancel two client meetings with Running Start, LLC (although they may have been relieved as well since it was 30 degrees with gale force winds when we were supposed to meet). 

Goodness. 

My sweet husband returns to me today, finally having finished his work in Florida and he is not 100% either.  So I've sterilized the whole house, saved plenty of chicken noodle soup for us both, stocked up on fruit and orange juice, and told him to take all of his laundry directly to the laundry room when he gets home.  We are getting rid of this evil force right now! 

And just in time too because all of those clients that I postponed... I'm meeting them ALL tomorrow!