Time is getting away from me, and there is no real reason why. We have had a bout of viruses visiting lately. In fact, Aidan is home for day two today (and this is his third "day two" off school since Christmas break).
Last week, my long run was a dozen miles. It went great. I wasn't even sore the next day. I was amazed. However, now I'm down with chest congestion and other junk. Running all the miles in wind, cold, and snow had to catch up with me. I missed yesterday's 3-mile run due to my sicky kid being home. It was warm and winter-balmy. Today, I have a 6-miler on my schedule, but the sicky is still here, the weather is cold/wind/snow, and I feel crummy. Let's see if I can pull out at least a short run when reinforcements arrive in the form of Delaney after school. If I keep running past my house, I feel comfortable leaving them here for a short run. We'll see. I am nervous about running my 13 miles this Friday with too many missed training days. I'm not sure if it's better to rest completely and be fresh for the end of the week or try to push it a little bit. I think I will just wait until later and see if I am up for it.
I love winter, but I am ready for friendlier running weather without having to weigh myself down with all those layers and all that wool!
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