I laid curled up on the floor of my office with my phone close at hand. I texted John: “first this miserable sickness and now migraines on top of it. Why am I being punished.” His reply: “it’s the awesome tax.” So apparently it’s not free to be as awesome as I am :)!
I felt sick on Wednesday afternoon but suffered through ten miles anyhow. Wednesday night was miserable. Thursday I stayed home from work (101F fever) which is something that really never happens due my companies (lack of) sick time policy. I came in today but maybe I shouldn’t have.
…And through all of it I want to run. I’m upset that my weekly mileage is nowhere near what I want it to be. That’s my obsession.