Novak Djokovic is sick and so am I, but in two totally different ways

I lay there on my sofa early Sunday morning, flu-ridden, back aching, both contributing to my insomnia, as I fruitlessly wished for a cure for all three.

I had called off work the night before, something I hadn’t done due to illness in two-and-a-half years. The fever had gotten the best of me, making my bones ache something fierce, the illness a humbling reminder that, at 44, my body can no longer do the things it once did. I may be young in spirit but my days of three-set tennis and back-to-back-to-back, pick-up basketball games are long gone.

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