This post is for that tiny sub-segment of my readers (which, honestly, is itself a tiny-sub-segment of its own) who don’t like my posts about running.
Because this post is about not running.
Yeah. Guess what I was supposed to do tonight? And didn’t?
I came home and pretty much fell straight into bed. So tired. I’m afraid I might be coming down with an actual cold, which is ironic because I’ve started keeping track of how many days it’s been since I used my last sick day and it’s only up to 17 days. Or maybe that’s the opposite of irony. I don’t know, maybe it’s like rain on your wedding day or somethin’.
Anyway, I’m up for now but heading back to bed soon. I’m going to try to get up super early tomorrow and go do the workout I was supposed to do tonight. The one that involves… ugh… speedwork.