Been feeling pretty ill all day but didn't know if it was running withdrawl symptoms or a bug so, when we got back from Nicks parents late this afternoon, thought I might try and blow it out with a quick run. Threw on the racepack need to get used to running with it as have some multiday fixtures ahead. After 3 miles cross country it was dark and cold and I felt absolutely brilliant so phoned Nick who agreed to pick me up from Banchory if I wanted to carry on along the Deeside Way. So 7 miles and 1 hour and 22 minutes later (01:17:15 exc stops to phone husband..) after shin deep razor sharp icey crust snow, deep icy slush and ice, I met him in the car park and got chauffeured home. As soon as I stopped running, I felt awful again and its only been since stuffing half a bagel, a banana and two ibuprofen down me along with 43 gallons of hot tea and standing under a hot shower for 20 mins, that I've felt better. Better in fact than I have all day.
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