I wouldn't say that this is at all how I thought my July would be going because I was having a hell of a June before the wheels came off. I am attempting to get back into the flow of working out, but I have not been as successful as I would like. Part of this is to do with my own mental funk as well as the atrocious weather we have been having: several days of 100+ degree heat, the rest in the high 90's, and humidity that make you think you're living in hell's humidor.
On Saturday, I went to the gym and was able to run 2.4 miles on the dreadmill before my lungs began to constrict. However, there was a sign of progress in my legs, which felt good for the first time since I got the flu. I think that in general my strength is returning. I have gotten rather soft and I am still feeling the tightness in my lungs. That's to be expected considering my lingering cough is still . . . well . . . lingering. Overall, I refuse to complain at this point because it just isn't worth it. I am making progress and if going through this now will allow me to avoid the flu for the next eight or nine months, then I am willing to make the best of this situation. I plan to sit down and make out a very detailed training schedule in the next few days. I am actually looking forward to it. I have turned into a huge runerd!