Monday 10 January 2005
tonight, after being sick for three weeks, and running only twice in those weeks, i have to tell my coach that i won't be going to leeds, england to race in the BUSA XC championships. where is the dignity in that? three weeks of struggling to breathe has left me with a sub-par fitness level, and no lungs. i'm now on three inhalers instead of my normal two, and my legs are loosing that "i'm a runner" look. RUBBISH!!! this was really something i was looking forward to. and before i got sick, i could have put myself into a very useful position for my uni. now, i'm like any other punter on the street. slow, and out of fitness. now, instead of being a runner i'm just a tall, skinny, girl.