Referring to an obscure quote by my Head of Music Steven Smith in 1998, I'm ill.
A very quiet weekend spent watching movies and talking about Bob Dylan led to a very lethargic Saturday, meaning I put off the marathon-length-completing run until Sunday.
On Sunday I was a sick puppy. I felt like I had a horrendous hangover, but I've not had alcohol for nearly two weeks (bar the three drinks post theft, and they are a Shay surely?).
So I missed the weekend's run, so I don't feel good about that. I feel ill, like a cold but WAY more serious because it's me. Also a little dizzy, the inner ear is all off. Psssshh, it's gonna cost ya to fix ya.
According to the schedule I'm due on tonight for the same again, well, I'm actually scheduled for a 25 min Walk/Run, so I'm still ahead of the curve over all, but pretty disappointed that I've not got the 26 miles in two weeks. I think I'll force myself out tonight and see what happens, failing is OK so long as I cover the time in the table yeah?
No Snickering.
Sunday, 14 June 2009
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