I don't know what's going on with me this week. Not only has it been an emotional meltdown, but I've also had the energy of a stoned slug. I didn't just not feel like working out, I COULD not. I tried running on Tuesday, thinking it would feel better afterwards, but it was hideous. My legs felt like they were made of lead. And they have felt like that ever since.
I don't know whether I pushed it too hard last Sunday, or whether I'm fighting a virus, or maybe the emotional rollarcoaster just took it all out of me. I'm dying to train and work hard. I just want to get out there doing crazy training and crazy races and just being crazy.
