Today, the phrase “It’s Friday” had true meaning for me when I went to pick up my race kit for Sunday’s 10K.
Let me recap a bit. On Monday, I had a meeting after work, followed by a long run. Now, I was fighting a cold so I didn’t want to push on the run so ran 10 miles (not the 12-13 I wanted) at a comfortable pace. By Tuesday, my cold was worse, my chest ached and I wanted meds.
After going to the doctor on Wednesday, I started a round of antibiotics (which are kicking in quickly) but have some rather uncomfortable side effects. The doctor said that he hoped I wouldn’t end up with a loose tooth, and that shocked me as I’ve never had problems with my teeth while on this med.
“A loose tooth? Really?” I asked. “I’ve never had that problem before.”
“No, no,” he clarified. “A loose tooth,” he said again. “A loose stool.”
“Oh.” And, sure enough, it has been a problem so running has been off since Monday. This is definitely going to make for an interesting race.
Tonight, I went to pick up my race kit and stood in line with the “O’s” and letters surrounding it. Suddenly, I moved over to the “S” group and waited. After 2 minutes, I realized that “S” was my maiden initial. I’ve only been married for fourteen years so, yes, it’s Friday.
Good luck on your race.
glad you are feeling better…and hopefully no lose tooth(ha-ha!) have a great race tomorrow!