There have been many times I have meant to sit down and write about something that has happened, but the moment passes and now I forget what I wanted to say. Hopefully it wasn't too important.
Summer has gone, and I feel cheated out of the best weather of the year.
I'm sick, you see.
I had Strep for a week (including the weekend), which morphed into a cold with chest congestion that has ruined yet another weekend for me. Bah humbug and harrumph. I hate being sick, but it is especially rude in late September - when we experience the most amazing and awesome weather of the year! Two perfect weekends totally ruined. I'm feeling quite bitter.
My family has taken advantage of the weather, though. Bill has been on multiple bike rides. Helena did the Electric Run at Thanksgiving Point, which looked like a cross between a 5K and a rock concert. Will took a friend with him to windsurf on the lake all day. He got an impressive sunburn.
I sat inside rubbing my nose raw on tissues.
I also missed the last week of outdoor swimming. Grrr.
Still, onward and upward, eh?
I'm starting to want to exercise again, a sure sign I'm getting better. And really, October has great hiking weather, so there's that to anticipate.
Meanwhile, I'm in physical therapy for the spot on my back that got hurt in the car accident last year. It started hurting again for no apparent reason. The doctor said that the insurance won't cover the cost of an MRI until after p/t has been done. Phooey. P/T costs a $30 copay each time I go, which is twice a week. It does not fit in the budget, but what do you do?
Man! I'm a wreck!
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