Such has been my life for the past week or so. It all started last weekend down at the big Family Reunion in West Virginia with a magnificent allergy attack of epic proportions. Let me just say it's awkward spending time with the in-laws when every third sentence is interrupted by a major sneeze epidemic.
"Uncle Joe! Great to see you! How are you doing?"Absolutely miserable, but pretty funny too. Ah life...
"Great Josh! Glad you could make it down again this year! How's your running coming along?"
"Pretty good Uncle Joe... I am about to start training for the New York Mara.... New York Mara.... AAAHHHHCCCOOO! AAACCCHHHHOOO!! AAACCCHHHHOOO!!! AAACCCHHHHOOO!!!! AAACCCHHHHOOO!!!!!"
"Excuse me Uncle Joe. I need to find a tissue, someplace to wash my hands and a drink to replace the fluids that I am loosing through my nose. I'll catch up with you later."
On returning to New York the allergies promptly turned into a nasty head cold, complete with the sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching, stuffy head, fever and sinus pressure that God put NyQuil on this planet for. With the exception of one nice 9 miler on Tuesday I didn't get much running in this week. I had hoped to get in a couple of runs this weekend and I shall. It will just be a little more challenging because I am shooting a short film this weekend and will probably have a couple of long days ahead of me.
The good news is that I am feeling much better and my voice has that sexy, deep and raspy quality that most late night DJ's would kill for.
Note to self: rerecord the greeting on the answering machine and cell phone voicemail.