Work took me to Baltimore for two days. I go down on the train with some colleagues. It’s not a bad trip all in all. Some local ladies showed me the jogging path around the Harbor area, so I managed to get my run in. It was a run/walk truly. Not my best. But Whatever!
I NEVER do well when I am on unfamiliar turf. The simple “not knowing where I am going” feeling takes over — and the love of the run disappears underfoot. It’s weird how that happens.
On the train ride home last night, I started feeling very unwell. Feverish, stuffed up, sneezing, achy. Ugh. I took some NyQuil (the nectar of the gods for the sick) and went to bed. Sleep was sound. Hell I was in a NyQuil stupor! But I woke up feeling much the same.
I skipped my run today. yikes. It’s been worrying me all day. I have to learn to let it go. “Have Short Term Memory Diane”, says Marathon Brian.
So I’m resting today. Even though the calendar says 5 miles. My body took a rest day.
It happens….so sue me!
Ciao for now….Diane