Sigh

i miss being out there

i miss the sweating

i miss the huffing & puffing

i miss my feet pounding away

i miss taking long deep breaths

i miss the aching muscles

i miss the satisfaction

and i miss the deep dreamless sleep of the bone tired.


And though i'm well into my 2nd round of antibiotics, cough, cold, fever, whatever meds, the fact remains that i'm still coughing terribly. i sooo hate this because nothing is on hold, nothing.