The last few days have been rough on my running program. I decided to take Saturday off and move my run to Sunday, mostly because the weather was bad, but also because I had a lot of soreness in my legs—especially in my left ankle.

Sunday rolled around, and I had to spend the daylight hours watching the Little Dude while Angie waited (and waited) to see a doctor at the urgent care clinic. (Turns out she has tonsillitis.) I didn't want to go out in the dark, so that made two days without running.

I took Monday off from work to look after the Little Dude while Angie convalesced. I probably could have squeezed in a run if I'd put my mind to it, but it snowed nearly all day, and I didn't care to deal with the bad weather. That made three days without running.

Tuesday I found myself trapped in the house until enough snow melted off the driveway that I could get out and go to work. Since I arrived late to work, I stayed late to make up the time. That didn't leave me any time to go for a run.

Today, I woke up to find the driveway covered with a new layer of fresh, slippery snow. I cleaned myself up and dressed for work, knowing that I'd arrive late for the second day in a row. I realized, however, that I felt terrible—sore throat, sinus headache, nausea. I decided to take the day off entirely. I took a nice long nap, and now I'm feeling a little better.

So, I've now gone four days without running. I really should get out there and log some miles today, but my morale is low and it hardly seems worth the time. Looks like it's going to be five days without running.  ¶ 4:05 PM