Running up that Hill

I'm behind again. Are you surprised? So I've been dating this guy, and he's been doing side jobs with a moving company. He's working weird hours. Wednesday, he worked til 3:30 a.m. and texted me to let me know he was done. I am a light sleeper and I don't silence my phone at night, so the text woke me up. Unfortunately, I couldn't go back to sleep. I tried. I laid there for over an hour, trying to will myself to go to sleep. It wasn't happening. I told myself the last time I woke up during the night that, if after an hour I couldn't go back to sleep, I would get up and run instead of just laying there. So, I did. At a little before 5 a.m., I got up and dressed and headed out for a run. The weather was chilly and I didn't want to risk messing up my throat again, so I threw on the Balaclava. Good choice. Running at this time of the morning is different. Traffic is minimal, which is nice. I passed a good number of people waiting at bus stops. Very earl...

So last week, there was a break in the cold weather. Friday and Saturday had predicted highs in the low 60s. I was excited! A few nice days in a row of good running weather, to follow my last long run in the morning with great weather! I made plans to meet my friend Joe at Forest Park around 11:45 a.m. to do the circuit. Friday morning, I woke up and my throat was on fire. I could barely swallow. Dammit! I looked at it in the mirror and it had the tell-tale white back there that is typically an indication of strep. Seriously?? I haven't been around anyone (knowingly, anyway) with strep. I called my Dr. and luckily, they were able to get me in early that afternoon. I figured while I was there, I would let her check out my head, just to make sure nothing more serious was going on with the bump, as it was still tender back there. Until then, I had to cancel my run with Joe and spent the morning laying on the couch watching the final season of Dexter, which coincidentally, had arrived ...