False Start

After one great week I thought I was on my way to the mileage ramp-up that I'd planned for the start of this year. However, Monday night after doing some fastwalk work on the treadmill I felt a bit more tired that expected. The next morning brought the answer. Apparently some new bug had it me and it come on hard and fast going right for my lungs. Two days of missed work and not a single mile of running and I am still working on getting rid of this thing. Most of the flew symptoms have abated, but my chest still doesn't feel right and taking a deep breath results in wheezing and/or coughing. Apparently, this bug has hit a lot of people I have talked to. People at work, family, friends, it seems that nobody is to be spared this season. Hopefully, it will not choose to stick around too long as I really need to get my training ramping up. Next weekend was my (revised) plan for a 4X run up Mission Peak. That seems pretty unlikely at this point. I'd be happy to just be able to plan a run of some sort by this coming weekend.

Aside from feeding my general paranoia about not getting better and watching my fitness slowly dwindle away, I think the most frustrating thing is that I've lost my "outlet". Work is pretty busy right now between my missed days and an important deadline coming up and there have been some stressful things on the home-front to boot. Without my lunchtime runs to recharge the batteries or a planned weekend long run adventure to look forward to I let the stress lead my mind to darker places and I allow bad eating habits back in to fill the gap even knowing full well the vicious circle to which that leads. OK, melodrama aside, I'm thinking I should be up for a test run in a day or two. I am going to try walking on the 'mill tonight. I just have to keep reminding myself that the much greater danger is pushing too much too soon and risking greater goals for nearer ones.