Still sick...

Julius Caesar, Act II, scene i:
Marcus Brutus: O, what a time you chose out, brave Caius, / To wear a kerchief!  Would you were not sick!
Caius Ligarius: [...]I here discard my sickness! [....] Now bid me run, / And I will strive with things impossible; / Yea, get the better of them.

If only I could discard my sickness!  I tried to run, I tried to strive with things impossible, but they got the better of me instead.  I returned to Mount Spokane this morning to attempt an easy trail run in the Nordic area.  I was very quickly reduced to walking all but the downhill sections (and I even had to walk some of the downhills).  My nailbeds turned bluish again, but at least my heart rate remained at 10-11 on a 6-second count (in the Wallowas I checked it one morning upon waking and it was at 15 on a 6-second count!).  I'm going to have a lot of catching up to do once I'm over whatever this is.  At least I still haven't needed a zero-mileage day.

Today's total: 3.9 miles