Well, I didn't exactly miss yesterday...I'b zick. Yesterday I was REALLY weak/tired/shivering/achy, but today, although I still feel dad-burned rotten, I reckon I can at least go out and get a walk in. I'm telling you, Sasha could probably still run a sub 2:30 marathon feeling this way. I'm not quite there, but I will commit to 30 min. of pedering around outside. It's a beautiful day, and so far all I've done is sit around and shluck down steaming honey-sweetened lemonade. Yum.
P.S. If I look back on my blog, just about every time I say something like "hooray! I had a great exercise week," I end up getting sick the next entry. Glub. | 