Well, I’ve been battling this cold virus for a couple of weeks now and it seems my body has decided to surrender. I’m definitely sick. First time in over a year.

I had been attributing my lack of colds and flus to yoga. To me, the heat from practice burns up any nasty bugs before they can take hold. Having a fitter and healthier body boosted my immune system as well. But it looks as if yesterday’s practice didn’t do what it was suppose to do. It was suppose to burn off the bug, but instead, it might have fed it. I guess I crossed that fine line between practice starving off the bugs and practice feeding the bugs.

Mind you, yesterday’s practice was pretty awesome. The hip was behaving, the back was behaving and everything felt good. Chakrasana was happening, ok, well kind of happening. I felt strong and amazingly flexible considering I haven’t been practicing the past few days. I had a bit of a claustrophobic shavasana again, but I did feel good after practice all in all.

And then I woke up this morning with a killer sore throat. The best bit is that I had to go to work feeling like crap to do some things that had to be done today (I’m being sarcastic).

I forgot how crappy being sick can be.