Feeling very sad!
With three days remaining until the marathon, I fought hard against the sickness that started to take over me!! I started to feel worse and worse, but still, I convinced myself that I could take part in and complete the marathon!
Our hostel receptionist translated how I felt, and what kind of medicine I needed.
She also included that I was taking part in the marathon, so I needed something fast acting.
At home, I would have taken some Corenza, and then some med-lemon (lemsip), and I would be good to go in 2 days!!! Unfortunately, the above medicine proved to be useless. In fact, I felt even worse!
The restaurant area of our hostel.
We stayed inside the hostel, and avoided the cold air. Justin would go out to get take out, and I stayed in bed. We also ate food from our hostel. There was a kitchen there, so we were free to prepare our own food. I kept telling myself that I was strong, and that I would be better soon! On Thursday, we packed up and made our way to the other hotel we had booked. We both looked forward to a private room, so that we could relax and I could get better.
The rainy weather didn’t help my feelings of disappointment.
Unfortunately, I felt AWFUL and the receptionist was EXTREMELY rude!! The hotel had no heating, and it was colder in the room than outside! I ended up bawling my eyes out when she treated us badly. Feeling weak, and disappointed by my illness, I got into bed and tried to rest. Justin was an incredibly good nurse. He fed me, got more medicine, helped me change clothes, and constantly cared for me!
There was only one English movie channel, and they were playing two movies on repeat. I watched “Twilight” about 5 times!
I desperately wanted to get up and walk around outside, but I couldn’t move.
My chest was burning, and my cough got worse with each passing hour!
It seemed that I had developed a chest infection.
OOhh… what a treat. The shower and toilet are separate by a curtain!
hahahaha! Sadly, after living in Asia for a couple years, this IS A TREAT!
Fried rice takeout.
CITS – The marathon office
On Friday afternoon, Justin had to go to the Marathon head office. I was barely able to lift my head from the pillow as he said goodbye. We were due to pick up our running packs for the race so he found out the address and made his way there.
He left me at the hotel to sleep, and took off to find the office.
When Justin returned, I was so excited to see what the marathon pack included. However, at this point I was feeling even worse! I mailed my Uncle Fafa and he gave me some advice that I already knew, but could no longer ignore. My cold had moved into my chest, and therefore because it was below the neck, I was not supposed to run! I had convinced myself that I should take part, and then recover afterwards, however this was crazy because I might have ended up in hospital!
Rational thoughts were not registering at this point!
Still trying to fight the truth –
I kept telling myself that I would be better by the time I had to run!
Taking part in the marathon would have been a huge risk to my health, so Justin told me that he would not let me take part. I literally begged and cried my eyes out, but he said that he wouldn’t let me take part. The disappointment was terrible!! Justin had been training for months too, however he did not take part in the half marathon so that he could stay by my side and support me. This was a big sacrifice, and I really appreciate how he took care of me, and reminded with me on race day to make sure I was okay!
Admitting defeat is not easy when you have worked so hard…
But we will be training for another marathon soon!