It's been 3 weeks since I last ran. It's been 2 weeks since I first got sick.
And I am going to run. again. one day.
Of course, right now, that day seems far far way.
It's spring break for nursing school, thank f*ck, because yesterday I was diagnosed with pneumonia. #epic. I'm going to need this week to get better. So it was good, albeit miserable, timing. I was looking forward to a fun week.
I'm now on antibiotics, stuck in bed a lot, & I'm going to get better.
Another good thing is I have some seriously amazing people in my life who steal my children, walk my dog and bring me food. and coffee. Oh, and clean my house and fold my laundry.
I was kinda lazy today.
And I have big plans for tomorrow. They include sleeping late, not caring about the time change, and taking a few naps.
Oh, and on the next bright side, I had plenty of free time to reflect on how my fankle feels (good) and to make a triathlon training plan for a June Olympic and Sept Half, oh, and accommodates a century bike ride in Aug. Cos nothing like being bed ridden and making a training plan that spans 16 weeks or so.
That either makes me a bada** or Cray Cray.
Let's not look too closely here.