Delicate Machine
Two years ago getting sick was just that—getting sick. But, as a runner there is so much more at stake. The body is a delicate machine and it only takes the slightest change for good to become bad.
Was chatting with my friend Sarah and she said it perfectly:
Man, every time I stub a toe, or roll an ankle, the first thing I think of is “Will this effect my running?” Life seems to constantly get in the way of fitness goals. Life is a jerk
The past week I’ve been dealing with a nasty virus. I’m not bedridden but my throat and nasal passages are congested, phlegm-y, and gross. I cannot breathe properly and as such I’ve taken the week off from running. I am sure I could force myself to hit the pavement but I’m learning that it’s best to suffer the mind and let the body heal before attempting a run.
It’s been a rough running season and I’m not where I want to be. I’m not sure I ever will reach the ideal I have in my mind, but it’s something to strive for.
I’m thinking I might attempt a light run this evening. Here’s hoping.
Enjoy the pavement.