Winning Back What I Lost

545AM:  Got a really good night's sleep.  Planned on running outside but all of my outside gear was in the wash.  The training plan called for 11M general aerobic run but I could not hang.  Felt good but not great. 3 of my kids are fighting colds and I'm starting on one myself. Luckily, I'm still taking an antibiotic for my root canal and its helped me to ward off the worst of what would likely be a nasty sore throat and congestion. 

Funny anecdote: Told my dad that I wanted to drop 20 lbs before my marathon in June and he said that if I'm successful he'd buy me a nice dress to celebrate.  That's the funny thing about runners.  To the "layperson," we don't look overweight. But most of us non-elites constantly do battle with the feeling that we are.  We say, "If I could just drop another 5 or 10 lbs I would feel so much better when I run."  Then we reach that goal and realize that, big surprise, running is still taxing.  So we vow to drop some more weight and the cycle repeats itself.  I guess this could qualify as a type of psychosis.  But so long as I'm cognizant of that fact and its rooted in efficiency rather than vanity it's not as much of a problem, right?