Yesterday morning, Jesse and I set out for a run. He was aiming for two hours per his ironman training program, and I was just along for the ride. I felt absolutely terrible during this run: my nose ran constantly and I coughed a ton (thanks to my never-ending sinus infection), my right IT band killed me, and the entire run felt laborious and slow.

I told Jesse to ditch me around mile two, and he continued to run almost a half marathon with some serious elevation on the Presidio trails. I slugged along for nine miles, taking photos of the gorgeous scenery and trying to not get too down on my less-than-stellar run.

I plan on redeeming myself with a solid run on my birthday this Thursday. I have a deep tissue massage appointment on Wednesday, so I’m sure that’ll help my poor IT bands.