I hate slowing down. It makes me feel like I'm lazy.
I've come down with a sore throat and feel exhausted. Maybe I'm a little better this evening. I haven't exercised in two days, which feels really strange.
Many people around me have been sick with a similar illness, and I took pride in the fact that I haven't been ill in over a year. Maybe I brag about it a bit -- I attribute it to a healthy vegan diet and being a triathlete.
The marathon is in sixteen days. Tomorrow is supposed to be a ten mile run. I really want to do it. I am not terribly close to anyone in the group, but I just like running with other people. Right now I don't feel up to it. Maybe I will in the morning? I hope I do. Maybe I'll run with the 11:30's instead of the 10:30 per mile pace group that I usually run with.
Or maybe I should just skip it. That's going to feel really weird. I'm going to see what I feel like when I wake up tomorrow morning.
Update, Saturday February 16: I did not run. Instead I walked a couple miles, to and from Trader Joe's. Getting outside, I realized that running just wasn't a good idea today.
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