Earlier this week I came down with a cold of some sort. Nothing too bad. I still did yoga Monday and attempted to get my run in on Tuesday (got some wicked shin splints though and ended up having to walk most of the way back home :o(
But then Wednesday, oh boy, did that cold kick in. It's a good thing I don't have class Wed. because I slept in and tried to nurse the cold, while studying for the test I had coming up Thursday morning.
If I hadn't had that test on Thursday, I wouldn't have gone to any of my Thursday classes. I woke up and my glands were swollen and I couldn't breathe out my nose. I popped some Advil for the pain and a Sudafed for decongestion, headed to class, took the test, stayed for the next class (b/c I have two classes back to back in the same room) and then came back home to sleep, skipping my last two classes of the day. I was not a pretty sight.
I ended up missing my friends 21st birthday in Annapolis on Thursday night because I was sick too.
Friday I woke up feeling like hell, but the soccer Terps were playing UNC at UNC and we had arranged a huge road trip. I was one of the drivers, I couldn't really back out. We drove down there and on the way I went through almost an entire roll of toilet paper (we didn't have tissues) because I had to blow my nose so much.
Best decision ever to go though: Terps beat UNC 2-1 with six seconds left in the second overtime period. The guys were pumped we had gone down and the coach bought us pizzas after the game because he's cool like that.
Yesterday my parents came down for the Boston College vs. Maryland football game because it was my last home game as a senior. We all tailgated it up before the game (yes I just made tailgate a verb), and then by some grace of God, the Terps upended the number 8 or 9 seeded BC. Pandemonium ensued. We rushed the field. Got high-fives from Darius Heyward-Bey and a ton of other people. Got a hug from Chris Turner, QB1. See photo gallery here.
Matt Ryan is gone from the running for a Heisman thanks in great part to our defense being all over him all night.
Oh right and I was still sick for all of that on Saturday. Now it's Sunday morning. I have zero voice. I can breathe out my nose a little bit, but my throat is killing me. But yes, it was totally worth it.
But then Wednesday, oh boy, did that cold kick in. It's a good thing I don't have class Wed. because I slept in and tried to nurse the cold, while studying for the test I had coming up Thursday morning.
If I hadn't had that test on Thursday, I wouldn't have gone to any of my Thursday classes. I woke up and my glands were swollen and I couldn't breathe out my nose. I popped some Advil for the pain and a Sudafed for decongestion, headed to class, took the test, stayed for the next class (b/c I have two classes back to back in the same room) and then came back home to sleep, skipping my last two classes of the day. I was not a pretty sight.
I ended up missing my friends 21st birthday in Annapolis on Thursday night because I was sick too.
Friday I woke up feeling like hell, but the soccer Terps were playing UNC at UNC and we had arranged a huge road trip. I was one of the drivers, I couldn't really back out. We drove down there and on the way I went through almost an entire roll of toilet paper (we didn't have tissues) because I had to blow my nose so much.
Best decision ever to go though: Terps beat UNC 2-1 with six seconds left in the second overtime period. The guys were pumped we had gone down and the coach bought us pizzas after the game because he's cool like that.
Yesterday my parents came down for the Boston College vs. Maryland football game because it was my last home game as a senior. We all tailgated it up before the game (yes I just made tailgate a verb), and then by some grace of God, the Terps upended the number 8 or 9 seeded BC. Pandemonium ensued. We rushed the field. Got high-fives from Darius Heyward-Bey and a ton of other people. Got a hug from Chris Turner, QB1. See photo gallery here.
Matt Ryan is gone from the running for a Heisman thanks in great part to our defense being all over him all night.
Oh right and I was still sick for all of that on Saturday. Now it's Sunday morning. I have zero voice. I can breathe out my nose a little bit, but my throat is killing me. But yes, it was totally worth it.
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