What It's Like To Have A Cold When You're A Runner

I NEVER get sick. I can't even tell you the last time I had the flu and I probably get a cold 2 or 3 times a year. So when I woke up a few days ago with a cold, it's safe to say I wasn't happy about it. Truth is, I am really annoying when I'm sick. I'll tell ANYONE who will listen. If someone smiles at me on the subway i'll whimper, "I HAVE A COLD AND I"M MISERABLE THANK YOU!" Or take this morning for example, I'm spinning like a lunatic at Flywheel and the really hot guy seated directly beside me turns to me and says, "Looks like we are battling for the top spot! WE HAVE A BATTLE!" To which I pathetically scream, "I'M SICK!!!!!!!!! Don't you care?!?" (Not my finest moment.) It's very melodramatic and awful for everyone involved. My apologies.

The rule for working out when you're sick is as follows, if it's above the neck you're clear. If you're coughing, hacking, or have anything happening below the neck, just rest. Easier said than done right? We runners don't like missing a workout. LUCKILY I've only got some sinus pressure and a runny nose so I've been working out regularly. I even took the liberty of having my smarty pants roommate Molly who's about to begin her residency check my lungs for clearance last night, you know, because I'm responsible...SEE!?

What it's like to have a cold when you're a runner:

Day 1 AM: Denial

Day 1 PM: Acceptance



Day 2PM: Self Pity

Day 3 AM: "Woe is me."

Day 3 PM: Hopelessness

Day 4 AM: Lethargy

Day 4 PM: NyQuil

Day 5 AM: Progress

Day 5 PM: Regression

Day 6 AM: Pain and Sorrow

Day 6 PM: Irrational Decisions

And here we are on day 7. All I know is I went to spinning this morning and now I'm an inch away from a choma so maybe that wasn't the best decision. SO this weekend I will be resting...after my long run. I HAVE A PROBLEM! I'M ADDICTED TO ENDORPHINS! If anyone has any tips, send them my way. In the meantime I will be drunk on cold medicine sleeping under my desk. Until tomorrow, #RunSelfieRepeat.


Kelly Roberts

It all started when a silly joke made headlines back in 2014 when I took selfies with hot guys “hottie hunting” my way through the New York City Half Marathon. But ironically enough, I haven't always been a runner. As the self-proclaimed former President of the "I f*cking hate running club", I spent most of my life finding ways to avoid physical activity. Growing up, I missed over 70 days of PE my senior year. Working out was something I thought I had to suffer through in order to lose weight. 

Then, in 2009, my younger brother passed away unexpectedly and struggling to manage my grief, I gained more than 75 pounds. With the weight gain came a new fight to regain my sense of self and learn to love the body I saw when I looked in the mirror. Then one Thanksgiving morning, drowning in grief and self doubt, I decided to go for a run. I didn't make it half way down my street before I had to stop to walk but for some reason, struggling forward made more sense than getting back into bed. It turns out that running is a lot like grief, neither ever really get easier, you just get stronger. 

Over time, I realized that while some people are in fact born runners, others are made. I created this blog Run, Selfie, Repeat and my new podcast by the same name with the hopes to inspire others to say yes to themselves while making them laugh hysterically because laughing, in my opinion, is the solution to everything. 

Named by Women's Running as one of twenty women who are changing the sport of running and by Competitor Magazine as one of 12 Influential and inspiring runners under 30, my mission is to inspire others to get embrace a healthy lifestyle and pursue the strongest version of themselves possible.