I’d been doing pretty well with my running. We were getting up at the crack of dawn and getting out there, and Sunday I even managed a 5-miler on rolling hills. I hadn’t run 5 miles in a while so I wasn’t sure how this would go, but it ended up being ok. The first two miles were tough, tough, tough, but once we got into a rhythm, the second half of the run seemed easier and I felt good at the finish. On this run, we run out from a beach, through a beautiful neighborhood and end back at the beach. You can’t ask for more than that.
The weather up until yesterday has been really cooperative from a running perspective. Cool, but not freezing, and still short sleeves weather. I think though that’s done. Tomorrow, it’s supposed to be rainy and cold. Maybe even snow flurries. Ugh. Not ready for snow flurries or any other form of the white stuff yet. I’m hoping for a relatively snow-free winter this year, but we’ll see how that goes.
At any rate, I’m hoping to get out on the road again tomorrow before the rain. And definitely on Sunday. After my run last Sunday, I’ve done nothing all week. Except eat. And not the good stuff. Tuesday morning’s run was canceled by the son, who got home late from work (he works nights and uses my car, so when he’s not home by 4:45, I can’t get to Jen’s early enough to run). Besides, I had to go into the city that day anyway for a trade show which always means lots of walking. Even without the 4:30 wake-up… actually I got up that early but went back to bed when I realized I wasn’t going anywhere… I was tired most of the day.
I actually slept on the train on the way home. And I didn’t even have a window seat. I never sleep on the train.
Wednesday I still felt just exhausted but by the evening, I could feel the telltale signs of the cold I was about to get creeping in. Yesterday, I barely made it through the day. Now I’m stuffy and coughing and my eyes feel like they weigh 10 pounds apiece. Did I mention I did a lot of eating this week? I think I’ve gained all the weight in my eyelids.
Today is a little better, although I still sound like crap. I sound worse than I feel. I’ve been living on Airborne and Halls since I felt this thing coming on and I’m hoping to be able to get back to running by tomorrow, Sunday the latest. It’s not easy to run when your lungs feel like they are full of something other than air. I do think though the fresh air, even if it’s cold, and some activity will help clear this out of my system. At least that’s my hope.
Next week, it’s back to running full steam ahead, and less eating. Much, much less eating. I’m making sure I get candy I don’t like for the trick or treaters on Monday. Wait… is there a candy that I don’t like? hmmmmmm.
Candy was part of the problem this week. Never buy Halloween candy in advance. Never. It wastes money and adds inches to the waistline.
I’ve signed on for a 10-mile run in the end of January, and then a half marathon in March. Not running, even because of a cold or the cold, is not an option. Even if it’s snowing. We’re supposed to get snow tomorrow. It’s not even November yet. I guess my hope for a relatively snow-free winter is getting off to a rocky start.