First run post ultra.

I went for my first run after the ultra. I've been sick, blowing and choking on flem all week, and that's including the 12-hour sudafed and Robitussin. All week. Even my students are pretty astonished at the counging, considering one of them gave it to me. There isn't enough Purel in the world to protect from the germ factory otherwise known as public school.

So, I went to a local trail with Baboo today to do a little run. I sure didn't feel like running, but I was getting kinda depressed so I figured I should at least go for a run. I figured I could hike energetically even if I couldn't run.

It went kind a like this: run, run, cough, cough, gag, HHHHAAAAAACCCCCKKKKK, run, run, cough, cough, gag, pfffooottt! HHHHAAAAAACCCCCKKKKK, run, run, cough, cough.... over about 4-5 miles of trail. It's a great trail, and I can't wait to get out there and really run it. It's got uphills and downhills and sand and it's just this jewel hidden away not to far from where we live. It goes on forever, along the river and has lots of twists and turns too. It will be great training for the Grasslands.

I'm also working on my PD dossier. It's nearly done. It's due February 29th, at midnight. It's 3000-4000 words on how I can prove that I know what I'm doing as a teacher. More on that political BS later.

It was good to be running again. Or hiking. Or whatever it was I was doing.

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