I don't have the blues after my DNF at Carlsbad, interestingly enough. Although I came close to despair at Mile 19.65 and wanted to chop off my recalcitrant injured right ankle.
But I do have the blahs. After a few days of being a normal, sedentary American, and because I"m under doctor's orders not to run, I tried the stationery bike for 40 minutes last Thursday. It was meh.
Many, many thanks to all of your kind comments and for your concern. And yes, Rich, Chicago (wait, I mean NYC) is looking mighty fine right about now.
I will be back.
Watch this space.