It might've been the flu, but I don't think so, since I never wondered if I was going to die. Still, I was sick. My fever hit 100.4 Sunday morning, but was gone by the evening and has not returned.
I ran and walked the 47th Street Loop tonight in an easy 38:35, with splits of 12:48, 12:44, 13:03. I wanted it to be easy, and it was, surprisingly. Afterward it was nice to not puke in my side yard.
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