Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Spanish for wicked cold = GRIPE
Wow, looks like the 17 Miles from last Saturday knocked me out. Yesterday was brutal as I had to stay home because this head-cold got to me. I could hardly sleep at all on Sunday night.
Unfortunately, I had to take yesterday and today off just to allow me some recovery. Secretely I have to confess tha I don't mind skipping the 3 x 1600 meter sprints I was scheduled to do today.
So, on we go. Let's hope that tomorrow I will be ready to do what I am scheduled to do but you never know.
Thanks for reading,
The Clot Buster