Throughout the night I woke up about once per hour in pain and unable to swallow. I finally got out of bed at 6am. After about 15 minutes or so I noticed my throat losing some of the sticky sore feeling it had throughout the night.

I popped two Tylenol and wasted time online. I noticed the weather was also 10 degrees Fahrenheit!!! I’m almost glad I have the excuse of being sick in order not to run in this temperature.

Before the sun was up I saw a runner doing the lap around my development I usually do; just in reverse. Although I didn’t get a good look, I suspect it was one of the two Japanese women who live near by who I often see and wave to along the Bronx River Pathway. They’re a bit older and very dedicated to running.

For a split moment I thought about going out to do the same and then I remembered that I’m sick.

I’ve since played around with this and have created something pretty cool from my long run in Düsseldorf.

It’s now 10:00am and I’m trying to figure out a strategy to get my wife to allow me to go out for an easy 30 minute run. Yes, she’s the boss.