Nate came down with the flu on Friday, and now I'm getting sick. It was bound to happen. Thankfully I made homemade chicken soup yesterday before my symptoms began. It was my first time attempting this. While I'm usually pretty good at whipping things up on a whim, homemade or otherwise, I kinda screwed this up. I didn't realize one could over-boil a chicken. The soup tastes good, but the chicken is just kind of mushy. Some tiny bones also made it through the colander. Oh well, live and learn.
I was just on the go nonstop yesterday, trying to take care of both myself and Nate. By 8:30 am I was at the gym for a 5 mile run. Then breakfast at Tim Horton's. Mom called while I was out and we talked for an hour. I just sat sipping coffee in my sweaty gym clothes. By the time I knew it, it was close to noon. I went to Dashes to get Nate some goodies, an Amish Fryer chicken and some veggies. Soup time. After talking to my mom, I learned my sister was going through some tough things in life. I took my time making her a CD of heartfelt Ben Folds songs. I swung by my parent's house to give it to her. Before I knew it, it was 4:00 in the afternoon.
Last night, it just hit me. This overwhelming feeling of fatigue and dizziness. I had a 10-11 miler scheduled for today, but I can't do it. I am disappointed. I assume I'll be okay for my foot surgery tomorrow, but this was supposed to be my final long slow run before my 2 week recovery. I'm slightly bitter, but I'll bounce back.
I'll have 16-17 weeks left to train before the Buffalo Marathon. I talked to a couple of veteran marathoners who said that should be plenty of time for me, but I have been so dead-set on following this regimented schedule. I feel that deviating from it for two weeks will be a huge determent. This being my first 26.2, I want to make sure I do it right.
Anyway, as much as I would like to do that run today... it would be foolish. I need to put my health first. It isn't fair, but people get sick and that's life.
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