I had an awesome 7-mile run on Sunday. Then I got sick on Tuesday. I spent half of Wednesday and all day Thursday in bed. Now it's already Friday and I'm hoping not to cough my way through work (don't worry - my fever is gone).
I had big plans. I had taper workouts planned. The weather was gorgeous. My garden was calling my name. Cinco de Mayo was calling my tummy. Oh well. Life goes on.

If I survive the day, I plan a short run after work to make sure my legs remember how. Then we have a big weekend ahead with double Mothers' Day celebrations, a quarter-marathon race on Sunday and a bunch of other fun stuff.
Here's to feeling better... fingers crossed :)
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