Woke up yesterday with the crazy early alarm clock, but just didn't have the energy to run. Couldn't put my finger on it, but I just felt off.
No worries. I figured I could run after work on my own or possibly even meet up with the run group and run with them.
As the day progressed, I started to expererience general body aches. Then a cough. And a sore throat.
Uh oh. I think I'm coming down with something.
By mid afternoon, I was feeling miserable. A co-worker suggested that I go home before infecting everyone.
Sounded good to me.
Side Rant: Before heading home, I needed to stop at GoodYear again. The rear passenger-side tire was low. They found a large staple in it; probably from the recycling center. Gahh!! Enough with the flat tires already!! End of Rand.
When I arrived home, I decided I wasn't going to run. Taking a rest day seemed more prudent. I had no appetite or dinner and went to bed early. Feeling Bleh, I asked Husband not to set the alarm for me, I would just wake up whenever.
Fast forward to this morning. I'm feeling better, but not great. Schedule calls for cycle commuting. That's sooooo not going to happen.
I hope to be back on track tomorrow.