It has been such a weird week and I cannot break out of this funk I am in. The long holiday weekend left me feeling blue and I was really looking forward to getting back into a routine, particularly looking forward to some good workouts. This week was going to be the first full week of school for the kids in a LONG time (November is such a screwy school calendar).
Monday I took a ryde at Hammer House--my second to last class:( Love the bikes there, but costs WAY too much. I am going to have to learn to love the Kaiser bikes at the Y. I had runs planned T-W-Th and Sunday this week---I was looking forward to my strength training class on T followed by a 3-5 mile run, but 30 minutes into strength training I got the call--you know the "your son is in the nurse's office...". I would like to say I was surprised, but I had a feeling he was going to be sent home. He was not acting himself that morning--afebrile and a mild cough--but not enough to make the "stay home" decision. Left class and the thoughts of a great run in the 65 degree unseasonal weather behind and high-tailed it to pick him up.
I hoped on the treadmill when he was settled on the couch, but 1/2 mile into the run with my left calf crying--I called it a day. No sense ignoring all the signs.
Finn is home again today--again, no fever only a mild cough, but he is pale and not acting like himself. So my plan of spin followed by run is put on hold. I did manage to get 5 mile jog/walk on TM in. I really took it easy so my calf would not hurt. It ached a little, but no pain.
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