She Believed She Could, so She Did. Virtual Race in Cuyahoga Falls

I should have known it would not work out for me when I spent the night tossing my cookies; however, I thought that if I got rid of all the nastiness, I would be fine in the morning. I had to be; I had three exams to proctor and grade that day. Just one hour of sleep would set me right. . . What a joke.

When I collapsed in the shower, pulled a bathrobe over my aching, shivering body, and dragged myself (combat style, elbows and knees) into my closet to lay there until the house stopped spinning, it was THEN I realized that it would not be a good day.

Meanwhile, my husband snoozed soundly in the next room, oblivious to my zombie-like moans.

Moral of the story: Get your flu shot, Peeps. I took care of everyone in my family EXCEPT MYSELF. Isn’t that always the case? Also, wash your hands. And don’t touch anything I touched.

This morning I was a little nervous about running, as I hadn’t quite sorted out the stomach part of the flu, although the fever, headaches, and shakes are gone. I had scheduled in a 20k for a virtual race, called She Believed She Could. Great idea, right? Only if you aren’t worshipping the porcelain god.

I didn’t order a bib or medal, but I ran with women who did, and WOW--What a medal!

Wouldn’t you like to see this wonderful medal? Wouldn’t you like to see a picture of Zorro? What? I like Zorro; don’t judge me. Click here to see the full post.

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