sick running

She was sick! Sick! Like seriously sick. She had a cold. She had a flu. She had a fever, chills, nose red raw from wiping, stomach queasy, lungs feeling as though the weight of the world was standing on them. She had been bedridden for days and was only just recovering. And STILL she came out for a run. “Katie needed me,” she said. Wow. That is not only hardcore, it’s a big, huge slap in the face to the flu gods saying eat this jerk faces! And it was seriously pretty freaking awesome for me too! It was very much the kick in the butt I needed to get me and my sneakers out the door. I am LOVING my new running chicks! YESTERDAY’S HILLS: 6 p.m. BG before: 5.4 Carbs: 1/2 banana, no bolus Temp. basal: -100 per cent (too much) Workout: 8 x 75 second hill repeats […]