I was supposed to do 12 miles today, but it turned out to be a sleepy day off of work. I woke up at 7:30, then woke up, fell asleep, woke up, fell asleep...until about 9:30, when I finally got out of bed, ate a healthy breakfast I knew would fuel my body more than adequately.
And then I fell asleep on the couch. At that point, I thought, "okay, I'll listen to my body. I'll go take a nap. Maybe I'm fighting an illness."
I sleep from 12 until 1:00, more or less. When I started running at about 2:00 (after my lunch had settled), it was so hot, that I only got five miles in before I completely gave up, fearing I would pass out, puke, or maybe both, and someone would find me in a gutter in a pool of my own sick. Good times.
So tomorrow, my alarm is set to ring BRIGHT and EARLY. Brighter and earlier than I had hoped, but I just gotta get in those miles! Priorities!