Play sniffle for me

The weekend was completely shot for me. I was bed ridden with a cold. The iceberg weather that has plagued San Diego (and most of the country for that matter) has not been pleasant. It has only moved my level of sickness from a mere chill to an evil blockage of breath. My body is usually pretty good at dispelling any type of virus right out of my system, but this time around it has proven to be quite a chore.

At first I was pissed that I had to spend the weekend wiping my nose. But after much meditation, I was ultimately happy that it happened this weekend and not the upcoming weekend which is scheduled to be a busy one. Get it out of the way was my motto for the past several days.

I did manage to get out of the house for a bit tho. I took myself to the gym for a nice lower body workout on Saturday. On Sunday, I checked out the Joan Collins/Linda Evans farce “Legends” down at the Civic Center. A pit stop was made at Baja Betty’s on the way home for a Margarita in hopes that the tequila would diminish any stitch of the virus – no such luck. Monday was a holiday for me (read: no work!) so I laid low with 11+ hours of sleep.

Now it is back to daily grind. I usually don’t complain about the work week, but with this cold weighing in on every move of mine, it makes it rather difficult not too. All I want to do is snuggle up with a blanket while sitting next to CN’s fireplace with a bowl of Top Ramen spoonfuls away from my lips. But then again, I need to get my body up and running. Otherwise, I’ll never get better. And I want to get better. There are some lonely (read: cruisy) parking lots out there with my name on it!