Monday, November 14, 2011

son of a...

Uggghh.

The flu has hit our house.  I've been sick for the past 6 days and even with my drastically reduced taper workouts, the miles I've worked in have been very slow and difficult.  I'm past the worst feverish stage, but the upper respiratory fun has settled in and my energy level is still lower than normal.

After feeling so solid last week, 26.2 suddenly feels ridiculously far.

Still, I'm chugging water, sleeping as much as humanly possible, and fully reveling in my two rest days today and tomorrow.  I will make it to the start line; it's how long it takes to get from there to the finish that will be the big question.

While I never set any reaching goals for Sunday, I was still really looking forward to pulling together all this nice consistent training to set a baseline time for future goals.  Instead, it looks like this weekend will have an asterisk* by it. 

*sick

2 comments:

Steve said...

oh boooooooooo!!! That sucks. Good Luck. Sounds like it will be quite the challenge. I'll be pulling for you. :)

Look on the bright side. Making it to the starting line is a big deal. A lot of training goes into it, so hopefully on game day you feel o.k.

Try and tough it out if you can, cuz you will not feel any better when your start 26.2 during your ironman. Not that I'd know, but I cannot imagine you would.

Alili said...

And the winner is...full report! Hope you were able to toe the line.