Tuesday, April 17, 2007


I lost the entire weekend of training because I was sick. Truthfully, I lost pretty much the entire weekend to being sick. I did go to class on Saturday, but other than that I spent the weekend asleep. Actually, I spent the weekend either sleeping or thanking Dr. Ernest Duchesne for the gift of antibiotics.

All in all, I got off easy with the whole sickness thing. Several of the people in my office ended up with pneumonia and will be down and out for weeks. When my officemates started dropping like flies, I was panicking that I'd be sick for so long that I'd have to drop out of marathon training. Since I had the heavy artillery antibiotics I'm pretty much back on my feet.

Per the training schedule, I should go 8 miles today, but that won't happen. I'm going to hit some light mileage this afternoon and see how I do.

1 comment:

  1. Feel better soon! I, too, was felled by some dastardly creeping crud and have been confined to Reata North for days. I hate sick.