Wednesday afternoon I started to feel a familiar tickle at the back of my throat. You know, the unmistakable sign that a cold is coming on. At first, it didn’t really register with me because it’s August and who gets a cold in AUGUST?!?
But soon the realization sunk in… ugh!
Then the resistance began. I don’t ever want a cold but I have a race tomorrow so the timing really isn’t ideal.
In retaliation, I gathered my resources. I pulled out the oregano oil, herbs, supplements and upped my water intake.
I woke up Thursday morning no worse, but no better.
So I kept all the same things and added juice. I went to the local juice bar and stocked up on all kinds of elixirs that will either cure me or just make me feel like I am floating away with all the fluid I’ve consumed.
As a last resort, I decided it was time for the big guns — a detox bath.
Basically, you immerse yourself in really hot water with essential oils, baking soda, epsom salt and you sweat it out.
I’ve only ever had the need for this in the winter. Wow! Sitting in a vat of steaming water in August is exponentially more miserable.
As of now, I feel OK.
I will continue with all my immune-boosting efforts as I head into the weekend but I also have hit the point where I have to go with it.
I don’t know what’s going to happen or how I”ll feel on Saturday morning. I may feel better, I may feel worse, I may be great!
But the time has come to go with the flow. I’ve done all I can and now surrender is upon me.
I could mentally kick and scream but that’s not the best use of my energy.
I’ve been reading “Perfectly Imperfect: The Art and Soul of Yoga Practice” by Baron Baptiste and he devotes a good deal of time to the power of our words and our thoughts.
“We create our reality through what we say, both aloud and to ourselves. You have a very different experience just by what you tell yourself, because it sets the energy for what you’re living into.”
While this philosophy is intended to be used on a large scope it’s also about the little things. Because we all sweat the small stuff.
Further, when I reflect on that idea I realize I have been saying, writing and thinking a lot lately about being more mentally tough, being able to deal better with adversity during races. Well maybe all this is dragging me to what I said I wanted. A cold is not what I had in mind but then again maybe it is!
I don’t know what I am living into for the weekend but I am working on being open to the experience; to let it unfold as it’s intended and bring me whatever lesson I need or drew to myself.
As the Rolling Stones remind us:
“You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You get what you need”
Sunshine & Sarcasm,
Lowi & G