I’m skipping my long run tomorrow. For the first time in nearly a year.
The sickness … this time … it is real. My run on Thursday was awful, and I wound up walking half of it. Skipped this morning because there was just no way. And the way I feel right now means that I need to sleep more than I need to run.
They say listen to your body. Well I think my body is telling me to knock it off for a few days. So I shall knock it off.
I’m not looking forward to the first couple of runs back.
A Constant State of Hunger 