This morning I woke up with a migraine. So, I ate a bowl of cereal, took a motrin, and headed out for my long run. Yes, that is sane. My headache was so bad that I drove around for nearly an hour looking for a park I have been going to for almost 24 years... I guess I am suffering from Migraine Induced Cognitive Impairment. (is there such a thing?)
I gave up on the park and went to another one that is closer to my home and I know where it is. I actually ran 8 miles in record time. Record SLOW time. You know, I think I am done with the concept of running around and around and around a lake. It is just boring. The path is dirt, I thought it would be dry, but I was wrong. It was muddy and lumpy and rutted and hard to run on. But I did it anyway. I feel good about persevering - even though I probably shouldn't have. I just now looked over and there is even a bit of mud on my Garmin - that is a lot of mud when you get it on your wrist!
I am now going to eat lunch and go to bed. I hope I will sleep away the afternoon and when I wake up my headache will be gone!