Marathon Journal: 0 miles
February 6, 2010
I caught one of my 4 kid’s colds that have been stewing around the house. It’s hard to avoid them when there’s that much plague caked on every door handle and water bottle.
I got in one 4 miler this week, and today was supposed to be 10 miles. I can’t imagine I’m going to be doing 10 miles tomorrow after eating fried everything and beer during the Super Bowl. I’ll push the 10 back to Monday, and hope my lungs are back in shape by then.
This just reminds me that almost anything can take someone out from a marathon run. Our friend was walking through her own house, tripped over a kid-gate and broke her leg in three places. All of our lives can turn on a dime just like that. One day you’re doing fine, the next day you’re in a wheelchair. Or one day you’re done for and the next day you win the lottery.