I feel like I've been in OZ for the past 5 weeks - or dropped down a rabbit hole somewhere. Being sick for so long, I really feel as if I've lost time. My daughter's 4th birthday party is in two weeks and I've done no planning. We're flying to visit my parents next month and I have yet to get a rental car. I have a 10 mile race coming up and I'm feeling bewildered as to how I'm going to run it, considering I've been a giant couch potato for the past month.
But. On the bright side. I'm feeling better - at last - and I'm hoping that the antibiotics I was finally given have kicked this thing (cough, bronchitis, whatever the heck it was) in the butt, and that I can move on with my life, instead of staying in this stagnant hole that I've been in for weeks on end.
So, I'm dusting myself off and declaring sick time over. It's time that I get back to the land of the living and stop being so pathetic and "woe is me."
Of course, it's supposed to snow all weekend. How's that for my running come back? *grumble grumble* That's ok. I have socks that declare me to be a Bad Ass. I can run in snow after being out with bronchitis for 5 weeks, right?
Errr... maybe I'll hit the gym and reacquaint myself with the treadmill. Either way. Up and running.