In order not to embarrass myself in a bikini or at home when I live with Kelsie and she makes me run everyday, I thought, hm. Better start running again.
It got warm enough to do so. It’s 70 by mid day, but can still see my breath at 6 am. It’s light at 530, but only babas and vacas are on the road. Good times. I started.
I was doing really well too. I can run 3 kilometers in 20 minutes, which is the time I have if I hit tarmac at 6 am and still wanna stretch, do some anaerobic stuff and shower and be to school on time at 8 am. Sweet. Started with 2 little walks. Down to 1 and going further.
However, some things have hit back.
I started napping inexplicably in the afternoons.
I got bronchitis.
WTF.
I try getting healthy and my health fails. I need cough expectorants but can survive until my next trip to Chisinau 6 days from now on Dayquil and ventolin.
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