I woke up this morning with that feeling that you get in your throat when you know a cold is in your near future. I felt progressively worse as the day went on and debated skipping today's run. Going to bed at 5:30pm sounded like a really good trade off to me.
I don't feel any better, but I don't feel any worse so I guess that's a plus. I'm hoping to kick this cold before it turns in to anything worse. The rest of my evening will be looking like this:
Couch, hot tea, warm blanket and my Macbook. Most likely bed within the hour. I'll be damned if I'm sick for Tempo Thursday!