Know when to fold em….known when to walk away and know when to run….
This Kenny Rogers song that I do not really love has been running through my head all day today. It's been a terribly unproductive day.
I woke up tired. I wasn;t too concerned, my plan was to walk the dog and then go back to sleep again. So, we walked for an hour. I got home, crawled into bed. Sleep….nah, instead I tossed and turned and the dog for some inexplicable reason decided to get on the bed with me (He hasn't done this in ages.)
SO I got up. did some stuff…and tried again to go back to sleep. I kid you not. I am tired. No sleep.
Eventually I decided to just get it (meaning the run) over with. Ha! I went out, jogged exactly a quarter of a mile and just abruptly stopped. There was a strong head wind, my left leg hurt, and I just felt horrid.
I walked the dog for his second walk of the day and decided to have some coffee and go out again….
Again a quarter of a mile. Then, I stopped. I think I am just too tired.
This so annoys me! I have all good intentions but my body is quitting on me.
Alas. I decided to just pack it in, attempt to get a good nights sleep, and try again tomorro.