Or the week that wasn’t.
I ran 2 miles on Tuesday, per the plan, but the rest of the week was a wash.
I was afflicted with a funk, as they say.
Unfortunately, this wasn’t a mood funk that I’d be able to run my way out of as much as a respiratory funk. I couldn’t breathe well, or talk, from Wednesday until … Well, I’m still having a bit of trouble with deep breaths and coughing.
I’m hoping by Tuesday to jog a couple miles.
I’m considering changing the plan a bit. I’ve been thinking maybe training up to a 30 mile long run isn’t a great idea.