Well I feel a lot better now. I have been getting a lot of sleep and haven’t been pushing myself work wise. One thing to thank the economy for anyway. I still woke up this morning having to hack away, but it doesn’t last for long. Right now my cold, flu, whatever seems to have moved to my sinuses and is nearing the end of its fruitful association with me (I am hoping anyway.)

I am really looking forward to running again, though living without the alarm clock has been nice. But I’ll even welcome that with open arms. They say running can become an addiction. I am not so sure about that. In my past when I smoked, I would smoke when I was sick. But running (at least when it is bad) is out of the picture. I have read that running when you are feeling under the weather can be a good thing in moderation. I guess it depends on how hard you push yourself and what sort of weather you are running through. I did some hard runs right before I got sick, but the weather was ok. I at least wasn’t running cold and wet.

I was disapointed to read that Japanese author Haruki Murakami was passed over for the Nobel prize for literature. I just read his book “What I Talk About When I Talk About Running” and loved it. He also has a rich array of fiction that he WILL some day get his Nobel for. He deserves it. Better luck next year Haruki.