Cough. Hack. Spit.

I took it easy on Saturday as a mild cold and allergies took homage in my body. I tried to push hard to get to my boxing class, but my friendly cold and allergies were holding a parade in my chest that had me coughing up some fun friends.
In the past, I'd push my deathful body to an hour's worth of exercises than follow with a series of homemade spicy ginger tea, that always resuscitates health back into my frail body. Mind over matter, I keep reminding myself. Most of the time, it works like a charm. Besides, I detest stewing in my germs. It’s foul! Normal people are held hostage to their bed, blanket, tissue box, and television. Yuckee.

Flashback: December 20, 1984, the flu virus had attempted a successful coup on my immune system. As I shivered in hot and cold sweat, my brother Steven swathed me in my comforter and plucked me from bed. He had just finished the Christmas decorations on our house. Across the street, my family waited for me to enjoy the festive decorations. Lights, Santa, Action! As my brother held me on his back, we adored our home that twinkled with the Christmas spirit with "ooohs and aaahs". For a second there, my sickness dwindled into a smile, laughter and glee. Christmas coincidence or a Christmas miracle, either way it was mind over matter.

As my bones shivered and my body fell further prey, I was not going to let it win. I was not going to lay on this couch while the sun blared in my face as I sat pathetically on the couch watching television surrounded by a flurry of dirty tissues! I proceeded to do the nonsensical and drive. As incoherent as possible, I got in the car and drove myself to Pharmeca, my friendly holistic store, to the end all of this ailment nonsense. I drove to Cole Valley picked up my herbal meds and was so excited to get a loaf of brioche from the french bakery on the corner. I was still miserable, but it was nice to get fresh air into this stale body. It felt good. The drive did me well, I could feel the need for a pedicure. In fact, my heart was doing the jump and jive at the idea of shopping.

In case you were wondering, where is Shane through all this? My dear husband had a 10:50am tee time in halfmoon bay.

LESSON: A sagacious grasshopper is one that escapes an army of fire ants by kung fu grip.