what the f is wrong with me?

last night, yesterday I went to be thinking this morning would be great for a 10K run with my Run Club crew…

I was up at 6AM, got up, walked into the washroom, turned around and walked back into bed……yes, I woke up with a headache (is that the concussion still telling me it’s still there or what?)…..but I should have been gone, but crawled back under the sheets….grrrrrrr…..

I eventually crawled out of my room at 9, coffee and got out to clear snow off of my driveway (racing my snow blower should become a fitness thing?)……and now more coffee, thinking maybe something short at noon….but not the 10K, a f-ing 10K…..

But, now, coffee, in front of the idot box, and this thing watching a doc on the 1972 Munich Olympics…….which, is okay….what happened then should never happen anywhere, anytime…..but not something I should be watching on a Sunday morning…..

I keep setting plans in place…right now I’m thinking 10K everyday for 7 days?…….but, am I dreaming…..I need a strategy…I guess…I’ve done the whole set up your environment, prepare clothes in advance don;t have it at home thing….that hasn’t worked…

so, back to the planner, the planning notepad……I’m the guy encouraging others to do this, to just run, and now I can’t even get my own ass out of bed?..back to the beginning….

there’s a lot of hours left in the day…..maybe after lunch?

w