Bam

The second my feet hit the ground this morning on my run, I felt it. I guess the combination of having run a 50k last Saturday, traveling late into the night on Tuesday, and basically being up every 2 hours for the past three nights with a sick kiddo finally caught up to me. I was tired. My legs felt like cement. I felt a bit like I'd been run over with a truck. So, I took the cue from my body, and ran an easy 3 miles on Ryan's Patriots Common loop instead of attempting anything more ambitious. There's always tomorrow.