Fever. Aches. Stuffy.
The works.
This is a forced rest. Just when I wanted to start building for the next marathon, I get knocked down and and out. There's no way that I could reasonably get one foot in front of the other right now. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. There is some consolation that the illness is happening now rather than deeper into the training cycle. I'm also grateful this is really the first illness I've had in the past year. I'll get back up soon enough. Just a very unexpected twist to the plot.
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