Dan's Running Debut

Today, at long last, I went jogging. It was the first exercise I got in over two months (excluding regular walking and stairs—which aren't entirely trivial—carrying little girls, carrying groceries, carrying luggage, and back exercises). It was a gentle re-introduction to running, maybe 25 minutes at a pretty leisurely pace, but it also had a larger significance: I now pronounce myself healthy. Yay!

This past week I've felt well, but wanted to still take it easy. I had clear breathing passages until Thursday night, when my nose suddenly got stuffed up again. My nose has been stuffed up since, but fortunately I feel fine—I'm just blowing my nose a lot. Also, my new religion is neti pot. Thanks to my wise friend Ziva, I've been doing nasal irrigation several times a day. (I had a neti pot couriered from the States by Jen and Marco.) Naomi has raised the possibility that perhaps I have allergies to something here.

But fundamentally, I'm feeling good, and this feeling has been a long time in the coming. I am fit as a fiddle—well, a fiddle with a stuffed nose, but that's still pretty good!