- first conference ever where I haven't gone out to dinner with anyone;
- first conference where I've not recorded any audio interviews (or video), despite carrying all my audio gear with me each and every day;
- first time I've gone back to my hotel room early each day to collapse;
- first conference in eons where I've felt like I'm walking around in a fog.
This is all very bizarre me. Being the extreme extrovert that I am, conferences are a time to have conversations, to meet new people, to go out to dinners and lunches, to "schmooze"... "network"... or whatever you want to call it. To learn of people's stories and try to tell those stories through all these social media. I enjoy these events and am so completely in my element. I love it! There are just so many interesting people out there.
But it's darn hard to do all that when you feel like a truck has run you over... and then backed up to run over you again.
As long-time readers know, I've been traveling to what? 20 or 30 conferences over the past couple of years... and never in all that time do I recall being sick for the duration of the event with a bad cold like I am now. Hopefully, the rest, liquids and medicine will eventually kick this, but in the meantime it's been rather a struggle. I've had three speaking events (last one coming up in 45 minutes) and so all my energy has been focused on being ready for those.
It's been a very bizarre show for me!