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Showing posts with label norovirus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label norovirus. Show all posts

Sunday, 30 March 2008

Two More Days Of Nowt

Friday 28th and Saturday 29th March

Really there isn't much to blog about. I've wasted 48 hours of my life lying in bed. Felt well enough on Saturday to try 3 "normal" meals but not well enough to run anywhere. Consulted my friend's doctor-boyfriend over lunch at Le Pain Quotidien. He said I'll be well enough to run again on Sunday, provided I'm properly hydrated. Apparantly that's one of the key aspects of marathon running (eight weeks off, it's a constant learning curve). Onward and upward, off to bed early ahead of loss of hour and VERY early start...

Learnt about: hydration

Watched: Hot Fuzz on dvd

Ate:
Dry bread
Smoked chicken salad
Chocolate brownie
Chicken stir fry
Cadburys Creme Egg

Friday, 28 March 2008

Wipe Out: Third-Straight Day

Thursday 27th March

The second day of trying to shake off the norovirus saw me floating round the house in a trance, bleaching everything I own and watching a lot of dreadful day-time TV.

Realised things were hitting a low point after spending thirty minutes musing as to why diet coke tastes so much better out of a can...

Ran: No where, THIRD DAY IN A ROW

Ate:
A few jacobs cream crackers
Lots of cans of diet coke
Two slices of dry toast

Thursday, 27 March 2008

Knocked Out By Norovirus

Wednesday 26th March

Training's taken a back seat after some unscrupulous villain infected me with Norovirus, or Winter Vomiting Disease.

It's a new one to me, but according to BBC Health, Norovirus is the most common cause of gut infection in the UK, hitting over 60,000 people in England each year. Plans to run home as part of training had to take a back seat as did the idea of meeting a university friend from Leeds who's only in London for one night. Stomach feels like its in a wrangle, sleeping a lot. Bored myself to sleep listening to France-England on Radio Five Live and surfaced only to watch The Apprentice at nine.

The Apprentice: First episode of a new series. Interesting collection of 16 "High Achievers" this year, whittled down to 15 after trainee solicitor Nicholas de-Lacy Brown got the boot for selling whole lobsters at four pounds ninety each. Sir Alan Sugar sent his job-seekers to Islington's Chapel Market to flog 600 quids worth of fish and return with a profit. Unsurprisingly the market-goers snapped up the cheap lobsters, prompting the boys team to lose and Nicholas "Head of Pricing" de-Lacy Brown to get his marching orders. Shockingly all of the eight team members seemed to think £4.90 was the right price for a lobster. I wondered where they shop. Lobsters are about 15 quid each in Waitrose. At the Big Easy in Chelsea they have a lobster festival where half a lobster sets you back £15, and in J Sheeky, it's a hefty forty quid. The more cynical among us might speculate that these blunders are, at least in part, solely for the camera's benefit...


Ran: No where, for the second-straight day

Ate:
Porridge
Tuna sandwich
Half pack of cheese and onion crisps

Vommed: A lot

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/7169347.stm