I really think that going out dancing is one of the best things I can do for myself when getting over a bug. It doesn’t sound like the usual cure, but it seems to work for me. I figure it’s something along these lines:
First off, I’m not goofy enough to go out when I’m feeling my worst.
Secondly, I move enough when I dance that it goes a long way to working out the stiffness and soreness in my muscles from that wonderful full-body ache you get when fighting off a bug. Short of having a professional masseuse at my beck and call, dancing seems to be the best way to get rid of that.
And lastly, the exercise forces me to breathe deeply enough that when I do have to cough, I’m more likely to get a good, from-the-bottom-of-the-lungs cough that actually does some good, rather than just shallow little hacking coughs that just aggravate things.
Now, keep in mind that I Am Not A Doctor (I just play one in our nation’s hospitals).
But it seems to work for me.
iTunes: “Going Out of My Head” by Fatboy Slim from the album Jackal, The (1997, 5:12).