So…. It’s Wednesday.
I’d tell you my five mile time, but I didn’t go running last night. Or the night before. Went to bed at six pm, and stayed there. I wake up feeling better except for a bit stuffy, but by about three pm, my bones feel like they are about to shatter, and my head is about to pop. I know, whine, whine, whine. It’s contagious; I caught it, along with this cold, from the midgets.
But seriously, not going running this week. It’s hard enough to breathe with sandpaper in my throat at this point. I have no idea how much ground I’m going to lose with this thing–is running like riding a bike? Do you pick it up again after a break? Or will I have to start from square one?