I usually keep weekends for the long runs, like the most of you. However this weekend was completely different. Rather than heading out the doors, I was too afraid to head out of the room. The cold had taken complete control over me and I felt much better in the bed. Running seemed like a dream at this stage. I definitely can run, but I’ll need a lot of tissues at every aid-station. When I think about the upcoming marathon, I actually get a bit scared. Without adequate training, it’s gonna suck out every inch of my muscles and I don’t want myself in that place. Fingers crossed for the next week.