Can I treat New Year’s Day like a Wrist to Forehead Sunday? I had a very nice time last night and took a pretty good run this morning. OH! I do have one major bit of news: I registered to run the Boilermaker 15K in 2020. They did a special early registration deal starting at midnight. I was asleep at midnight (don’t judge), but I got online and registered as soon as I got up.
Well, that paragraph took an unexpected turn. I thought I had logged on merely to pose dramatically and swoon. You know, Wrist to Forehead Sunday. Even though it is not Sunday, it feels like one. New Year’s Day often does. Not like a holiday, mind you, just a run of the mill Sunday, hence, the Wrist to Forehead aspect.
I will share with you at this point that I fear I may be coming down with a cold. I keep coughing, and I can kind of feel it down in my chest. Dammit, I can’t deal with that now! For one reason, I don’t want to go using up my precious paid days off in January! People say you should not go to work if you are sick with something contagious, but employers are notoriously unsympathetic. Oh well, maybe it is a false alarm.
So I guess this turns out to be Yet Another Post about Not Being Able to Make a Blog Post. What a way to start the new year! But I hope you will all stay tuned. In addition to the Boilermaker, I have one or two other projects in the offing that I hope to write about soon.