I’ve been mildly sick with a cold/sinus/whatever this past week.
Monday: 5.4 mi, trail (Enger Park out & back)
Wednesday: 4 mi, treadmill (booooo)
Thursday: 6.4 mi, trail (Spirit Mountain to Kingsbury Creek & back)
Friday: 3 mi, treadmill (booooo again)
Saturday: 16.1 mi, trail (Grand Traverse)
Sunday: 8 mi, trail (Magney to Ely’s Peak and back)
Total: 43 mi
Thursday: 4.5 mi, trail (Ely’s Peak)
Sunday: 8 mi, paved trail (Munger Trail)
Total: 12.5 mi
I hate getting stupid colds. I tend to get a sneezing/coughing/fatigue illness around the equinoxes, and I’m not sure how to avoid it. Since my race is in less than two weeks, I ain’t playin’. I’m going to rest. I’m just fortunate I didn’t have to take the business trip I was scheduled to take. Last time I had a cold coming on and had to fly, I got some crud that lasted for weeks.
I guess it remains to be seen whether running Sunday was a mistake, but I couldn’t help it. It was near 70 F, sunny, and the leaves are changing. I had to get outside. I could have probably run Saturday, as well, if I had not had two hockey games to attend. Attending hockey games takes a lot of energy, let me tell you.