At lunch, I dragged my coworker, L, out for a recovery (for me) run. As much as she grumbled, I think she was secretly happy I did (why would she bring her running clothes if she wasn't?)
We kept it nice and easy and did 4k. The hills wore me out...
Of course, all afternoon, I started to feel progressively worse. Hubby and the midgets have been sick for the past week and I was feeling great. I figured it would miss me. Looks like it hasn't. Kill me. I ache everywhere. Off to snarf some tea and cold-fx and sleep.
Oh - and after posting my friend Dana's review of the FitBit...I broke down and ordered one. The little Zip in blue. Can't wait to clip it on and get motivated :)