The infection which won't ever die

It's almost been three weeks since I first got sick. Typical for me, my throat began to ache. That was on Sunday, September 27 -- 19 days ago. Since then, I have had a cold, ranging from mild to miserable. I've had a lot of mucous in my sinuses, headaches, some coughing, a little sneezing, and generally a feeling of fatigue.

My thinking from the beginning, which I now largely regret, was that I had to go off the time and nutrient restrictions of this diet for the duration of my illness, because I didn't want a lack of food throughout the day to prolong my sickness. Yet despite violating every rule -- eating ice cream, cereal, bread and so on at all hours of the day and night -- I didn't get well. I'm still not perfectly healthy.

So today, feeling mostly better, I return not just to the diet but to the exercise. This afternoon, I will go for my first bike ride since I caught this infection. And should I get sick again, I'll not use that as an excuse to quit the diet temporarily. All that does is make me gain weight, which was hard enough to lose in the first place, and make it that much harder to get back the inertia of the entire diet and exercise program.