I had a ten mile run scheduled with Massoman this morning. I bailed a little before six miles because I was really tired. I didn’t get much sleep because Michael has bronchitis and coughed all night long and whatever room I moved to I could still hear him. And when he wasn’t coughing he was snoring. I know he can’t help it, but I was so tired that I really just wanted to plug his nostrils shut. But I love him, so I took pity on him and just got up at 3 AM.
After the abbreviated run I took a shower and went back to bed and slept for another three hours. I’m still tired. I feel like I’ve been run over. Now I can’t decide if it’s all the workouts I’ve been doing this week on limited sleep or if I’m coming down with something too.
Time will tell, I reckon. Now I need to reshower, because sleeping on wet hair = not such a good look for me.