As D explained...or at least attempted to...we won't be backpacking this weekend. I'd barely walked in the door last night, when she said, "OK, here are the options..." It was a rare moment in which she used her master planning skills for good and not evil. Needless to say, I immediately gravitated to the plan that included the least amount of backpacking and the most amount of potential for eating and sleeping. I guess subconsciously my body was trying to tell me something.
I've also realized that the culprit of my feeling like boo boo for the past few days is actually my feet. They're wicked tight. I'm rockin' the foot massage ball right now and plan to do so for most of the day. Feels nice. I guess all that pavement really tightened things up. So, I'm going to focus on the feet and go for a short run this afternoon. I'm also going to try out my new pair of shoes and see how they feel.
Additionally, my goal today is to try the Michael Phelps diet. When I get tired and the body feels bad, I find that eating a lot usually makes me feel better. You probably won't find that in any training programs, but it seems to work for me. Only a a three eggs and soy nugget breakfast burrito so far this morning, but I feel second breakfast coming on any second.