Small ills are the fountains of most of our groans. Men trip not on mountains, they stumble on stones.No freakin' kidding.
This was the "Morning Mantra" awaiting me in my inbox today.
This week's headache started Saturday night. It's what I like to call a "loose brain" headache. The kind where when you stand up too fast, or bend over, your brains slosh around in your head. Fun.
It continued thru Sunday, while I went out on a very very short "hike" with the "over-40 group" at my church. (Turns out, this was the over-90 group. Sigh.)
Head was slammin' on Monday, all through bell-ringing class. So no running on Monday. Same thing on Tuesday. No running on Tuesday, and I skipped my meditation class, since listening to my head pound for 30 minutes would not have been very meditative. Instead, I opted to take some codeine-laced tylenol someone so kindly offered me. And slept from 6:30 p.m. to 7:30 a.m. So Tuesday was Day Three of no running.
And, that brings us to this morning.
And I still have this %#!#% headache!!!
I told myself I will WALK four miles today if I have to.
Just how much fitness do you lose in a week if you don't run?
Let's change the subject ... check out Anne's thoughtful comments on DNF-ing.
Turns out, failure can mean success.