So, if you read yesterday’s exercise in melancholy, I can tell you that I slept well last night, with a little herbal assistance, but didn’t wake up feeling any more chipper this morning, in fact, while the sun is out now, when I took Abbey THE dog out this morning it was actually flurrying…and you know how much I hate winter and anything related to it. I went through my morning ritual, read email, had my protein shake, showered and then sat down with my iPad and my coffee to read (anything but the news…), was a touch encouraged by Dr. Fauci’s story (on the sports page) that he thought Baseball could be played this summer (albeit in empty stadiums). Played a ton of “Words with Friends” and then made the decision to shake my funk and go for a run. Carping the entire time I was getting dressed, but out I went….and guess what?? I did 3.63 miles (ok, at the pace of a 20 year old bulldog) but I feel, at least for the moment, a huge improvement in my current attitude. Even wearing a buff from the SoNo 1/2 goodie bag in case I came too close to someone on my jaunt (I passed two other runners, and while we were many yards apart, we both pulled up our masking devices till we were past each other), it felt pretty damn good. Here’s the evidence…(didn’t keep it on all the time as it was unnecessary and breathing with it on fogs my glasses intolerably).

It feels good to not feel so bad, exercise and fresh air is still available (with cautions of course) and I’m delighted to be able to take advantage of it thanks to the hip replacements and care I received at HSS from Dr. Mark Figgie and his staff and the dramatic weight loss that has taken the stress off my old man bones, courtesy of Dr. Neil Floch and his staff providing the kick start with the sleeve surgery. I’ll close this post with a song that was on my playlist this morning, a wonderful Trisha Yearwood song (written by Jeffrey Steele) that really spoke to how I was feeling yesterday. Give a listen!!! it’s worth it.