Al Dimond's Journal: Sickening

So the gods of running somehow found out I was planning to race this weekend (bastards must be reading my e-mail), and gave me this shitty cold.

I was planning to go to a toga party last night, but that kinda didn't happen due to extreme fatigue and blowing my nose every 15 seconds. Strangely, before that, I ran speedwork, which went very nicely. Maybe that explains the fatigue.

So today will be a day of resting, and studying like a fiend, and I should buy some produce, and maybe watch some C-Span.