I was excited about it. Really, I was. But last night, I started getting a sore throat. By this morning, I felt like I’d been hit by a truck. Even four Advil could take away the aches.
I will not be running today. And honestly, I would be missing the next two group runs too. So, it looks like this particular 5k training just wasn’t meant to be for me this time.
But that’s okay, because I am not stopping. I’ll continue doing my thing with Little Minion at the gym and will keep looking for opportunities to take the next step.
But, right now, the bed is calling my name.
Live. Laugh. Love.