Down. Out.


August 13, 2013 by Amy B

Sick. Me. Sadly.

Set the alarm for my normal time, planning on getting in the 8 mile mid-week mid-long run. I even had my “scare the bear” tools on standby:


But it wasn’t meant to be. Throat on fire. Head pounding. Body aching. I decided my body was telling me to take it easy today, so I am. That doesn’t mean I’m happy about it.

I’ve made it for 10.5 weeks without missing a marathon training run (if you don’t count my mega-trail run weekend where I took an extra rest day before I ran a half the following Saturday. I think that’s pretty damned commendable, so I’m focusing on that.

Not saying a run doesn’t sound good, though. Bunch of daycare shit has hit the proverbial fan and now we’re looking for a new daycare provider. Again. A month later. Heaven help me through these Daycare Years.

4 thoughts on “Down. Out.

  1. I see the whistle, but what in the world is that blue thing?
    Daycare…one of the leading factors in me quitting my job (again)…

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Amy, July 2013

I'm a thirty-something suburbanite turned ruralite living in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. Wife, mom of two, eater of all things delicious, and a runner. This is where I blather on about running and health. Baby Number Three will be here in November (so yes, I'm a little crazy), and I'm running through my pregnancy for as long as my body's willing and able. There's also more of me at Read more here.


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