Being sick is no fun

I've spent the last 3 days in bed, sleeping and chugging Robitussin, trying to get rid of this cold that's gotten a hold of me. I'm feeling better this evening, and I think tomorrow I'll be able to go back to all my normal activities.

I'm nervous about getting back out there for the buddy run tomorrow night, knowing that I didn't do anything on Saturday, Sunday, or today. Who knows? Maybe the rest time is what I needed in order to get over the cold as well as restore my muscles back to happiness, and maybe I'll see some improvements in my time and/or stamina when I get out there tomorrow. That would be nice. More likely, though, it'll be a little step backwards.

On a positive note, it looks like my trip to Scotland in October has been posponed (and probably relocated to Spain as well, but that's another story), which means if I need more training time, I can switch to the Nike Women's Marathon in San Francisco. I have about a month and a half before I need to make that decision, so hopefully by then I'll have a pretty good sense of how I'm doing.