i have nothing to back this up except the following:
-we went running four miles this morning. it was like, oh, 101 degrees. it was our worst run ever and we almost fell over at the end.
-i felt okay for a while but by about 2pm i started feeling nauseous, dizzy and was beyond freezing.
-i stared dizzily at my computer for like three hours and moaned to kriston on IM about how awful i felt. i moaned to my coworkers. i had goosebumps everywhere.
-i went to recessions with everyone, cause i'd organized this happy hour, and i couldn't very well not go. the king kong mug of beer may have been a mistake.
-i took a cab home, where the driver basically said if it came down to his wife and kids the kids "they will die, oh yes they will!" i laugh weakly.
-i'm now wrapped in sweatpants, a sweatshirt, socks, and a comforter on the couch and am still shivering.
-kriston says i have to put icepacks on and wash cloths but they are SO COLD! i can't!
-omg! i'm never going running again.