Yesterday was a planned rest day. That was difficult, given that I suspect enough snow had fallen by the afternoon to cover up the bare patches on the trails, making it okay to snowshoe. I bought new Dion's a week or so ago, and this would have been my first good chance to use them. Under normal circumstances, I'd say to heck with the rest day and go out for a short jaunt. I was feeling like total crap, however, thanks to a nasty head cold so I stayed true to the planned rest day.
And now today, it's 40 degrees and the sun is shining. In fact, as I type this, a bright sunbeam is threatening to blind me if I move my head a few inches to the right. It would be a great day to run. But no. While the head cold feels better than yesterday and the temptation is great, it was better to take another day off as I don't feel I'm good enough to go just yet without risking a set back. #$%@!!!!
I suspect I'll be good to go tomorrow. Better now than race day on Sunday for the Mid-Winter 10-Mile Classic, I suppose.
End of whining...
