day 24

I skipped running today. I am sick. I went from a drippy nose to full-on mucusy gross overnight. Which is kind of funny because my friend Matt who is also running the marathon in January adopted me as his coach, and when he got sick I told him to run through it, which he didnt. And now look at me. I almost can't believe it, because I'm pretty sure skipping is just not something I do, and in college I would always wake up, knowing I was sick, but run first thing before my body was awake enough to realize what was going on. But lately I've been lacking my usual sleep (I mean, this holding down two part-time jobs thing is a pretty big deal) and I guess I'm just getting old. I just cant do the same things I did back during my crazy college years. Right.