Cori -- Recovering

Week #2 of laying around doing nothing. Kind of driving me crazy, but, it is what it is. My body can't heal if I don't take it down a few notches, and I get that.

I have been ordered to do no strenuous exercise until I see the surgeon next week, and then she'll decide.

I don't know if I have the stamina to run right now or not. I don't even care that much. That's how I know I'm not fully recovered. When I was injured and couldn't run, it used to tear my heart out! But when you don't feel that great, not running is no big deal.

I did stalk my running partners on Wednesday night, though. I was in the Kia. That was my entertainment for the week. You have to love Basehor. It's a small and quiet enough town that I actually unrolled my windows and drove beside them for over a mile chatting. Then they both climbed in my car and begged me to drive them home. I don't think they had recovered from their influenza and strep. They both hacked for 5 minutes. It was a 180 from the running girls of last summer, but we had just as much fun. My stitches hurt from laughing so hard.

Someday we are going to be healthy again. And the weather is going to be warm. And that will have to be enough for me right now.

In the words of Avery Spellman, "Peace out!"