The flu is no way to spend any day of the year, let alone New Year’s Eve. And yet that’s what happened.

I had plans! Didn’t the flu know that?! I have a training plan to start. I have a brand spanking new running journal ready to fill out. I have a gift card to my favorite running store that I need to spend on NEW RUNNING SHOES.

So I request a do-over. Including black-eyed peas and cornbread. I will make them when I can smell and taste again.

Soon. Stay neon.