Happy Belated Birthday America!

Very typical for me - a day late and a dollar short when it comes to birthdays!

Yesterday's run was terrible! Awful, awful, awful! OK, it wasn't that bad, but it wasn't good either. Having run for a few years I expect the occasional bad run. I always look forward to getting them out of the way so I can get back to the good runs. Well, Saturday, the bad run came - always seems to show up on long run days too. We went 10 miles yesterday. After 1, I was ready to head back.

I woke up at 4:30 am feeling sick. Sarah and Emma had something over the past week that finally caught up with me. So, off to a good start. Plus, I was still sore from the speed work from Wednesday. Strike two! Strike three was the run itself. It was all I could do to get through it. I never felt good. We finally made it back to the gym and I was never so happy to be done with a run!

This next week should be fairly easy. I'm on vacation so sleep can come much easier. Plus, I'll be able to take an extra day off this week from running. I've got a 12 miler this weekend, then on to distances I've never been. I really can't wait. I love this about running; even though yesterday's run was crappy, I still can't wait to get out there!