Back to the Gym

This morning Drew woke up not feeling good. He said, his throat was sore. I thought oh great! He is getting sick. I felt bad for him. We parted ways once we got to Oakland. He was feeling off all day. We kept in touch via messenger.

At lunch, I went to the Greek Food Festival with Nancy and Wynn. Last year was my first year going with them. Last year, I waited in line last year for a gyro that took forever! I should have ordered ahead.  Wynn and I both wanted a gyro but were not going to wait in line for it. We went inside to the dining area and placed our order. I ordered a Greek Meatball, and one piece of spanikopita. I tried to maintain my willpower, but I broke down and bought a piece of the pasta flora for desert. I figured I was going to go to the gym tonight anyway.

Once we got our food, we went outside and took a seat at a table. We chatted and ate and talked about the latest things. Before we left Nancy, wanted to buy some Loukomades. They had some to sample. I asked her what they were. She said, “they have a sample try one.” I picked one up that was attached to the stick. I took a bite and said, “Oh my God that tastes so good.” She cracked up laughing. I didn’t buy any. I just wanted one.

When we got back to the office, the carb coma sent in early, but until next year!

After work, I met up with Drew and he looked miserable. I felt so bad for him. We didn’t say much on the way home. I asked if he wanted me to stay with him this evening. He said, no he is just going to go bed. When we got home, he went upstairs and went to bed. I asked him if he wanted me to wake him up when I got home? He said, “Yes.” I got ready to go to the gym.

When I arrived to the gym, I have to admit I was nervous. I was nervous to get back into the routine again. Thankfully it wasn’t too packed. I was able to get on treadmill and not be surrounded by others. I started out at 1.5 incline and 3.5 speed for 5 mins, then kicked up the speed to 4.1 for 2 mins, then ran for a minute at a 5.6 speed. I repeated this formula for 30 mins. I was sweating like a hog. It felt so good.

Once I was done on the treadmill, I did some strength training arms and hips and then I was done for the day. I went home to my sick husband.

When I went home, I got out of the car and saw my neighbor Amy. She invited Drew and I to her house on Saturday. She is having family and friends over for a cook out. I was grateful she offered. I asked her what time? and she said, around 1pm but probably won’t eat until about 4pm. I told her I did have to work at RMU’s commencement that morning, but I would be over after. I told her I am there just for the morning and to get it started, so I should be available, but Drew is sick he has a sore throat and is laid up, but if he can’t make it I still will attend for a bit. I asked her what I could bring and she said a dessert. I can’t go anywhere empty handed.

When I walked into the house, I went upstairs to my sick husband and kissed his forehead. He woke up and I said, “do you want some soup?” he whispered, “Yes.” I went downstairs and made soup, and put some chicken drumsticks in the oven. I felt so bad for him. He looked so sick. While he ate, I told him about Amy’s party on Saturday if he is up to it, but I am not sure we should have Mother’s Day dinner in case you aren’t feeling well. He agreed. After he ate, he went to go lay down. I sat on the couch, while he slept on the floor.

When the chicken was done, I put them on plate to cool down, and put the baking sheet in the sink to soak with hot water and soap. I ate a piece of chicken and walked into the living room and he opened his eyes and asked if the chicken was good? I laughed and said, ‘Yes, do you want some?” he nodded and smiled. I said, “do you want me to pull the meat off the bone for you?” he said, “yes, please.” I put some chicken in a bowl for him and gave him a fork. He ate almost two helpings. He perked up a little after. I cleaned up the kitchen and went upstairs to take a shower.

After my shower, I got changed into pjs and went back downstairs to kiss him on the forehead. I told him I was going to go lay down and I will see him when he comes up to bed.  I hope he feels better soon.

 

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