Sunday, January 25, 2004
Icky...
Last Sunday, as I was having dinner with WesyHollywoodBoy, my throat started giving me the tell-tale tickle, then burning sensation, of an incipient cold and/or flu. Having managed to avoid catching everyone else's germs since November - thanks to a flu shot - I was not looking forward to being sick. Especially since I had an assignment lined up.
Well, it turns out that all week I've had one of those annoying little colds. Not the kind where you're completely miserable, wishing death would just come and take you already, because, really, how on earth can you survive after regularly delivering your lungs into a bag or toilet or trachcan?
Nope, this cold is just one of those annoying little things where you're feeling just a little under the weather, with a slightly stuffed nose and your lungs are just congested enough to make you sound even more like a ten-year, two-pack-a-day smoker than before.
(I warned FFDWG(FKaSarah) about it yesterday when she came to pick me up. When she heard that I wasn't exaggerating she just laughed. Ooh, look at me, I'm just so sexy. *hack, cough*)
And in the mornings I've got this Kermit the Frog sound going for me, which is just even sexier. Actually it's been kind of interesting. My voice is normally on the low side and has been called sexy by many a man - and even a few women. But when I've got a cold like I do now, where my nose doesn't sound stuffed, I've got that whole "young Kathleen Turner" voice happening and I've been calling complete strangers, asking them for money. I wonder if that'll make the men send the money even faster. FFDWG(FKaSarah) thinks they won't send the money so that'll I'll be forced to call back. It'll be interesting if she's right.
But ya know, I am definitely ready for the cold to go away. Maybe I shouldn't be walking as much as I have been. Though I rarely feel as if I've been exerting myself, it still may be too much physical activity for my sick body to handle. It's just that I'm really in the mood to walk. Everywhere. And I've been so happy with the five pounds that I just lost (the cold hasn't affected my appetite or taste buds one iota, but I don't feel like eating tons of food either - a perfect balance for me) that I just want to lose a little more.
I've lost about 15-20 pounds since May, which is a really fast weight loss for me, and another 15 pounds will get me back to where I was before I gained back so much lost weight back in 2002 (I had lost about 10 pounds previous to May). For now I'll be happy with that. Then maybe I can work on another 15 or 20 pounds. I don't want to be all skinny, because I would look awful skinny (my bone structure is honestly on the large side). But back to the weight I had about 10 years ago would be very nice. And would look good on me. If it takes another two or three years to get there, that's fine with me. It's healthier that way. And more realistic for me.
First step though? Get rid of this damned cold.
Well, it turns out that all week I've had one of those annoying little colds. Not the kind where you're completely miserable, wishing death would just come and take you already, because, really, how on earth can you survive after regularly delivering your lungs into a bag or toilet or trachcan?
Nope, this cold is just one of those annoying little things where you're feeling just a little under the weather, with a slightly stuffed nose and your lungs are just congested enough to make you sound even more like a ten-year, two-pack-a-day smoker than before.
(I warned FFDWG(FKaSarah) about it yesterday when she came to pick me up. When she heard that I wasn't exaggerating she just laughed. Ooh, look at me, I'm just so sexy. *hack, cough*)
And in the mornings I've got this Kermit the Frog sound going for me, which is just even sexier. Actually it's been kind of interesting. My voice is normally on the low side and has been called sexy by many a man - and even a few women. But when I've got a cold like I do now, where my nose doesn't sound stuffed, I've got that whole "young Kathleen Turner" voice happening and I've been calling complete strangers, asking them for money. I wonder if that'll make the men send the money even faster. FFDWG(FKaSarah) thinks they won't send the money so that'll I'll be forced to call back. It'll be interesting if she's right.
But ya know, I am definitely ready for the cold to go away. Maybe I shouldn't be walking as much as I have been. Though I rarely feel as if I've been exerting myself, it still may be too much physical activity for my sick body to handle. It's just that I'm really in the mood to walk. Everywhere. And I've been so happy with the five pounds that I just lost (the cold hasn't affected my appetite or taste buds one iota, but I don't feel like eating tons of food either - a perfect balance for me) that I just want to lose a little more.
I've lost about 15-20 pounds since May, which is a really fast weight loss for me, and another 15 pounds will get me back to where I was before I gained back so much lost weight back in 2002 (I had lost about 10 pounds previous to May). For now I'll be happy with that. Then maybe I can work on another 15 or 20 pounds. I don't want to be all skinny, because I would look awful skinny (my bone structure is honestly on the large side). But back to the weight I had about 10 years ago would be very nice. And would look good on me. If it takes another two or three years to get there, that's fine with me. It's healthier that way. And more realistic for me.
First step though? Get rid of this damned cold.
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