My turn with the lurgy

I figured being born and bred in wet and cold England (and in the year of London's last "pea souper" -- fog), I was able to put up with a bit of bad weather. But maybe not :)
I've gone down with flu in a big way.

I saw acupuncturist extraordinaire Dr Ma today and had a great treatment. His take on it was the long run I did (in the cold) put me over the edge -- suppressed my immune system just that little bit extra needed for some virus to take advantage. The sore, stiff back is being caused by my coughing and spluttering. He could be right -- it really hurts my back when I cough. He says what happens is the spaces between the verterbrae close up, so he stuck some extra needles in to "gap" them.

He's told me to "do nothing -- don't even think" for two days or so :)

He's reminded me that despite the fantasy, I am NOT actually a professional athlete, but a middle-aged wannabe with a highly stressful day job. Training on top of that is a lot to ask of the body, so I have to give it time to responde and recover.

I also forget just how much of an additional stress the cold is. Dr Mila (his wife) was so adamant that I had to keep my head warm that she would not let me leave the clinic without a hat she dug out for me :)