My Story, Part Seventy Nine
I’m still coughing. This cold has lingered a long longer than I hoped it would. In fact, I spent almost the entire time I was off from work from Thanksgiving through the Sunday after recovering from my cold and sleeping way longer hours than usual–in fact, I had already been sleeping earlier, sometimes before 8 pm, than my already conservative 9:30 pm bed time.
Whatever bug this is, while it’s not going to kill me, it certainly has taken the wind out of my sails. If not for my forced peer pressure assisted runs in the morning, I’d certainly be in no shape for the upcoming Sam’s 5K.
But I’m not giving up. No way.
I just keep hoping every morning I wake up and my cough is gone. Hasn’t happened yet, but that’s what I’m hoping.
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