The plan for today? Three easy miles in the morning and a track workout after work. What actually happened? Unintentional rest day. Which has left me curled up on the couch with my blanky. Sophie decided to share her crud with me and I came down with the fever, stuffy head, achy thing in the middle of the night last night. So I scrapped the morning run. And then the real work began:
8 am: Drop Sophie (fever free) off at daycare, go to work. Deal with voicemails and all the weekend trouble makers in jail.
9:15 am: Chiro for the neck. Her words? "Yeah, this is really messed up." Um, thanks.
10 am: Call from daycare at work - Sophie has a 103 temp. Pick up Sophie, bring her home and get her settled in with Dad. Then back to work.
11 am: Race up the stairs at the courthouse for hearings. Then back to the office to return more phone calls and try to find my desk under all the paper.
1:15 pm: Get a crazy lady off the phone and race over to the clinic for Sophie's doctor appointment. Take Sophie home while Dad goes to Walmart to pick up prescription (for ear infection #4 since mid-January).
2:30 pm: Drive 90 mph back to the office for my 2:30 appointment. Who doesn't show up. Thankfully the rest of my appointments showed and I had a productive afternoon.
4:30 pm: Scrap the track workout because (1) my head feels like it's going to explode and (2) I need to take over at home so hubby can go to work.
I know this is the most boring post ever, but laying it all out makes me feel slightly less guilty for skipping the runs. My main goal is make sure I am healthy for my half this weekend. I want that sub-2 hours!