May I just take a moment to complain that I have finally caught Kevin’s cold? DayQuil let me function enough to get some work done, but now my head is pounding right through it, and I think I am going to have to give up and go lie down soon.
I do wonder — this is really the first cold I’ve caught in months, and it manifested right after the night where I only slept three hours (due mostly to Ursula’s passing, as I stayed up compulsively reading tributes).
Been reading a lot lately about how regular exercise actually does help keep you from getting sick (and I’ve been exercising pretty regularly since the start of the year); I wonder how much lack of sleep contributes to making you susceptible to cold bugs. There must be data on this somewhere; it all feels a bit old-wives’-tales-ish right now.