Looks like I did more damage than I thought over the weekend. Nothing too serious, but I need an extra day of recovery. What was, by last night, a serious chest cough with a fever, has been reduced to the occasional hack. But when I woke up this morning to go swimming, it didn't take long to figure out that would be a bad idea.
I hate missing days, and I especially hate missing swimming, since that's where I need the most work. But sometimes you just need to bite the bullet. I could have gone, but since I don't have the option of doing my own workout, and I know how competitive I am, so I'd push hard through the session. That could leave me racked for a few days, rather than just missing this one, and being back at it tomorrow. Lose a little to win a lot.
And if the weather gods are listening, please no more snow. Please. I like snow, but I like it more in December and January. And just an inch or two at a time, instead of a foot over 24 hours. You're killing me (almost literally).
As an additional comment, two months from today is the first race of the season (I can't count Disney as part of the season since there's 4 months between). Just about 9 weeks until the 10k, so I'll do another 3 weeks of base-building, then 6 weeks of speedwork. This should be enough to set me up for a decent run, and give me some confidence for the run leg of all the other races.
See you at the start line.
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