Time flies when you’re running


After four days without running, I went out tonight and ran up a hill. That was less pleasant than expected, because while I’ve not been running, the insect population of Singapore seems to have been reproducing at a fearful rate, and then going suicidal, desperate to fly into the mouth of anybody passing by. 

Simultaneously, my beard has suddenly become too bushy and I was beset with rage at how itchy and sweaty it’s become. It’s not as if I’m living in a tropical country, after all. 

Oh, and I had severe back pain, which didn’t show up at all yesterday but was probably due at least in part to lying in bed for the past three days and not moving around enough. Basically, I’m a wreck. 

On the positive side, my Bangkok sickness has mostly departed, which is to say I don’t feel weak and snuffly constantly. My throat is still a little sore (but I can speak) and the kids were more cooperative tonight than yesterday, as they’d had a bit more exercise. I read Destroyer the first chapter of Declare tonight and she dozed off quite peacefully, leaving me to fiddle around with internet advertising, and for my wife to bake cookies until the same ailment that affected La Serpiente on Sunday took her down instead. 

So it may be a long night again, is all I’m saying. 


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