Oh no! Surely not.....

It's  Friday night and there is just over one week - and therefore only one weekend - to the first Half Marathon of the season. 

I have a big weekend planned. Shirley's away and there's time to myself so it's what I call a 'Double Half' weekend i.e. a Half Marathon training run on Saturday and the same on Sunday. To add an extra dimension, Saturday will be a 'hill' run, and, if possible, it would be good to get a weight session in on Saturday afternoon. I've been thinking about it all week, and I'm excited and very keen to complete one last hard training weekend program. By the end of the weekend I should be totally ready for next weekend's Run. 

 

But here's the thing..... it's 8.45pm on Friday and I feel like I'm getting a cold. I feel heady, there's a constant annoying cough and I'm feeling very very average. Oh no, not good. Not good at all.

Time for some Panadol and an early night - I don't have time for a cold, and I'm not happy about this. Hopefully it'll be all ok tomorrow 

Off to bed in a huff.....

Sniffling James