From a pile of snotty tissues

Just as I praised my body's immune system this winter, wouldn't you know it-- A full-fledged-not-getting-out-of-pajamas head cold strikes. Despite all efforts to avoid this hardship, I was unable to go to work and even less able to keep the fragile area below my nose and above my upper lip dry today.

On Friday, I was sent a vicious warning sign: the headache to top all headaches. Yes, this headache was the Queen Bee of Headaches, the not to be disputed champ! But, the weekend offered a mini-reprieve (for the headache dulled after 12 hours of slumber): Saturday contained a hard running workout under sunbeams; long, slow Sunday brunch capped off with sunbeams on our back deck; Sunday slow run---- AND---- this is where my current plight began. For, it was on this run when I was forced to acknowledge my lethargy and snot production.

I ended my run early, and defiantly returned home to challenge my body to bring on the cold as I gulped echinacea like a fiend. But, alas, to no avail. I am sick and after one day, I am sick of being sick!

I already long to be back with my scholars: