I kind of collapsed.
My revitalised Fitness Big Year was progressing so well. 3 cycles a week (one a little further), 3 runs a week (gradually increasing back up to 10 kms) and 3 gyms a week. Concentrating exercise towards the beginning of each day really helps.
On Saturday and Sunday I ended up exercising four times before donating blood, and on Monday I fasted, and early on Tuesday I ran for an hour . . . and by the end of that day I felt like shite and ran a tiny fever. Too much, too much. (Or I picked up a virus, another hypothesis.) The run also strained a glute muscle, necessitating a physio visit.
All’s well, etc. I slept in, mooched around, went to bed early, and this morning am coursing with energy. Hopefully just a bump in the road, for I’m keen to lock in a steady, undramatic routine.