Sick again? Really?
PR in the half marathon on Sat (1:23:02) after eating a Maverik pizza of all things the night before. Plus an uncrustable, Reese's lava big cup, a zero calorie ice pop flavored drink, and I can't remember what crackers or chips I ate right now. Today what I thought was dryness ended up being a full blown sore throat. It got worse as the day progressed and my water consumption skyrocketed. Evening run is out, and so is clarinet and voice practice except for reading sheet music. Cut is on hold again even though I'm a week or two out from a sixpack. What a time to get sick. Piano in church on Sunday, band concert on Monday, dress rehearsal tomorrow, interviews actively in the pipe, and flying home on next Wednesday. I shouldn't be surprised though. I get sick every November. And to think I felt like a million bucks lifting this morning. Oh how fast the tower topples.
