First Day of Fall

Well, it's been a disappointing September. Yesterday was the Distance Run and, somehow, it went on without me. I'm slowly recovering from pneumonia and trying to be cautious. While my mind is eager to resume business as usual, my body still has not gotten with the program. I've been urged to truly allow myself to recover from this rather than risk an even more prolonged illness.

I've worked out a total of three times since being officially diagnosed with pneumonia and all three of those workouts have been within the past week. Running has been difficult. I can feel that my lungs are not in "normal" working order. In general, I feel like either I've lost an incredible amount of fitness in the past few weeks, or I'm still not fully recovered. Probably a bit of both.

Instead of running PDR yesterday, I ran a measley 3 or so miles around West Philly ... And it just about killed me. I was very disheartened by this. I just want to be better and be able to enjoy a run. So I'm frustrated, to say the least. And, of course, I feel fat and out of shape.. which puts me in a bit of a foul mood.

I'm hopeful that I'll continue to feel better and that I'll eventually get back in shape. I love fall running, so I'll try to put the last month behind me and enjoy the change of seasons.

Thanks to Maggie for checking in on me.

... In other news

Yeah, so it's been a zillion years since I updated this blog. If memory serves, I think I ran two or three times since my last blog entry, but it really doesn't matter now.

After a stressful last week of work at my former place of employment, I seem to have come down with some sort of nasty virus. The long and short of it is that I've essentially had a fever (sometimes as high as 102.7) for the last week, along with an annoying and worsening cough, aches, and general misery. Oh yeah, and I sound like this lovely lady:




I've kind of self diagnosed with viral pneumonia - all the symptoms are consistent with what I have. Bad news is there really isn't any treatment, other than time and ibuprofen for the fever and cough drops and the like. Good news is I'll survive - eventually. Of course this does not bode well for me and the Distance Run, which is quickly approaching. Right now, I can barely think about it... I'm forgetting what if feels like to feel normal, let alone feel well enough to run a bunch of miles.