Seems I picked a bad time to declare a running streak. The general craziness of life added to some low-grade ick combined to kill the streak this week. I got a full week in - and then I got to 9pm Friday and realized that I hadn't been on the treadmill. And I didn't have it in me. I didn't have it in me on Saturday either (six hours standing at a swim meet will do that). So the streak was thoroughly busted at that point.
This morning I woke up to a break in the rain and a house of still-sleeping people. I got dressed and headed to my favorite path to catch the sunrise, all ready for a great run. Except... that great run didn't show up. The five miles turned into a painful 1.5 out and a walk back to the car. So, counts for a run in December - but not much else.
Coincidentally, I forked over the cash for Portland Marathon entry yesterday. Great day for a bad run.
Obviously, something's up. Not sure what, exactly - could be a bunch of different things (flu season, work stress, poor sleep, REALLY poor eating choices...) (oh, gee, maybe the combination? Smart, I am.) Hopefully I'll be able to sort that out over the next couple weeks so this blah-streak doesn't last into the New Year.
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