So this week was supposed to be my back on track week. Raced three weekends in a row, celebrated by going to Disney World, then this week was back to race training for February. And maybe getting rid of the extra “fluffiness” that I have accumulated during all of this racing and eating. (Whoops.) Tuesday, I hit the gym. Ran a solid four miles. And then by the end of the day on Wednesday, I had a terrible cold. Didn’t even make it to work on Thursday because I felt like I was swallowing knives. And not in the magical way.
Hoped to get out on the roads again today, but it didn’t happen. I lifted weights for a while, and that felt good. Probably won’t make it to rehearsals tomorrow night because I have no singing voice, so instead, I might hit the gym and try to get in another 3-4. Gotta get back on track!