I started this week on the right foot by going on a 5 mile run on monday morning and getting in about 5 miles. I averaged about 8:45-9:00/miles. I was a bit sore, but it felt good. The last run I had gone on before that was the sunday before, when I got in a slight 2.5 miles before watching my Packers lose at home to the Bengals.
Then I caught a cold. Good times.
So, I took a week off, got rid of the cold and got back at it monday morning. 5 miles. Okay, nothing major. Scott Jurek won't be quaking in his Brooks anytime soon, but you gotta get back at it somehow, right? "The journey of a thousand miles" and all that, right?
So that brings us to tuesday. Yeah. Got up early and hit the gym with D. Did some weights. Chest, arms, back, legs...
and, somewhere, somehow, I picked something up. A gastrointestinal bug or food poisoning or something.
which brings us to today. I write this post from bed. I didn't get any sleep last night. I'm hoping I've got this thing on the run...
Back to square one.