Duh..

I have come to the brilliant conclusion that when I'm not sick, I run a whole lot better. When I am sick, I just feel like the Worst Runner Ever. Then I have days like today, when I'm keeping up with the lead pack and feel strong (despite the pain on the side of my butt that I bruised after my spectacular fall Monday). It's like having PMS: you can't figure out why you're crying at the Country Crock commercials until a day later when you get your period.

Four more days until the half-marathon...