Don't Tell HH (Someone Took Off Two Consecutive Days)

Dear Hal Higdon,

Yesterday and the day before  required that I tend to urgent business in Boston, Portsmouth and Portland. Therefore, I was unable to train as you had instructed (6 miles on Wednesday and 3 on Thursday). Instead, I spent Monday in Boston walking miles in the heat and humidity, test riding road bikes (that Cannondale R5 was a pleasant ride - it's quite a rush speeding up and down Commonwealth Ave. between Mass Ave. and The Public Garden, passing cabs and aggresive, Boston drivers on a borrowed bike). Oh, and we had to go to Bukowski's for a $12 morning beer. And to Anna's for Super Carnitas! And to no fewer than two distinct locations of Black Ink (the retail store). Then, we just had to go to Portsmouth, NH, so someone could dye her just shellacked and cured nails with indelible turmeric (courtesy of the Portsmouth Brewery's Curried Mussels, which, like, totally kick arse. Coconut milk, cross-sections of fresh lemongrass and perhaps the lovely nuoc cham-ish combo of fish sauce and lime juice. Best mussel preparation I've had). Oh, and then we were compelled to travel north to Wells, Maine for the night.

And on Thursday we had to go to Portland to spend the morning on The Eastern Promenade, hatching plans to move to Munjoy Hill, one of the charmingest neighborhoods I've been to in quite some time. Coffee at the Hilltop Coffee shop and snacks at the newly opened Rosemont Market and Bakery were followed up with a delicious lunch at Blue Spoon. That neighborhood is hot right now. 

So, HH, you see, I was unable to run these past couple of days. However, I did run 6 miles today (on a scheduled day off no less). Is that wrong? Did I screw up? I was planning on making up the lost mileage by tacking on 2 tomorrow and 1 on Sunday. Is that bad form? 

Thanks for listening, HH.