Woke feeling fatigued, with sore hamstrings/glutes (definitely some of the weird soreness I've been experiencing). But I only had a 4K fartlek, so off I went to the track. The weather was OK: 41F (about 4C) and breezy; wind chill of 34F. I started off and my first 500m was 3:19 and my legs were sore. I almost stopped then, but decided I had to for sure give it at least 1600m before quitting, because I might feel better after a few laps. Nope. I didn't. Legs were not going to do a fartlek today, at least not well, and there was no point flogging them. I did the 1600m in 10:25 (slow!) and walked back to the car.
I wasn't mad, just philosophical about it. I am starting to accept my new limitations. I appreciated this morning even more the fact that we have limited time and energy in our lives. I think for much of my life I have felt that I could accomplish anything I set my mind to, and though I knew that was an illusion on one level, on another level I didn't appreciate my limitations at all. Now I do. If I do too much, I will pay for it, and so I have to be much more choosy about what I spend my time and energy on.
I have been feeling fatigued at work today, and may need to take a 1/2 sick day or a few hours of sick time to rest up a bit. We'll see how it goes.
Perhaps tomorrow I will try at the track again, depending on how my legs feel.