I was feeling a little better already late yesterday. I guess that wasn’t too bad. One of my running buddies this morning said she had the flu last year for 11 days, so I guess two days of being feverish and tired is better than a prolonged bout with actual influenza.
Anyway, so I was back out running this morning. 4 miles, struggling with side stitch through most of it. I hate mornings like this, where it seems like once the stitch shows up, I can’t get rid of it. I try breathing out forcefully, as I’ve read to do, but it doesn’t seem to help. I can walk for a minute or two and feel OK but as soon as I start running again, the stitch comes back.
Also, this really chatty woman I know joined me on the track and ran the second and third mile with me. She’s nice and all, but I was glad for the peace and quiet on the last lap after she decided to head inside.
Oh, and I was relieved to see that my weight is back up, though not quite to where it was on Thursday. But I’m not going to worry about it unless I see a major fluctuation like that again.