I really wanted to get in a long run today. My head wanted to just run as far as a could, collapse, and just stay there. However, my lungs would not cooperate. There would be no running away for me today. I can't breathe, and it's starting to really make me mad. It just keeps getting worse! Uncontrollable coughing. I think I have TB...
I ran 3.5 miles, got interrupted by two different neighbors coming home from work, and gave one guy directions to the rock quarry down the road they use to give scuba diving instructions. Note to self: don't run down the road at 5:00, stick to the trails.
When I got back the house I took out some frustration on my new basketball goal. (which was a Christmas present, but was just finally installed this week.) Don't laugh either! I may be 5'2", but I can shoot some hoops. Irving MacArthur Lady Cards! Bobby Hurley used to be my hero.
I'm hoping for better health very soon. Hopefully the Claritin-D will help. I don't know if any of you have bought that stuff recently, but I think the pharmacy did a full background check on me. I guess I looked like a closet meth cooker.