Day 4

Another early run around the suburbs, and the day is off to a good start. Today was also a shorter run at 5k approximately.  I am glad that I invested in new shoes, pink and shiny white as they are, and I really relished the extra bounce and support. My achilles are still slightly stiff, but not as much as on Tuesday. Rhetorician, you tell me that is just a symptom of old age? I try to remember to shorten my strides and over the weekend I will use some ice and heat packs too.  They're not bad today, helped greatly by my demanding Yoga teacher on Tuesday evening and few Downward Dogs!  This morning,  as I strolled back to the car to pick up my gear and head to the shower, I could hear Nina Simone singing in my head "It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life and I'm feeling good."( I apologise for the cross-posting with Facebook.)  Early morning running is quite exhilarating, although it requires a bit of organisation.
I thought that I might explain briefly to those that don't know us very well, that my sister lives in Arizona, although she and her family are currently packing up to move East. I live in Co. Kildare and work in South Dublin. Any fundraising from the marathon and the blog will go to Irish charities (more on that when it is fully operational).  We are both heartened by the support and interest, although we are both a bit squeamish, I think, about putting ourselves out there. I can so understand Etty's dilemma (see below), but I think that Rhetorician has reassured you (Etty) that all you can do is tell it as it is.  It is fair to say that your Sarcoidosis has not taken up all (even much) of our conversation over the years, that you have a good handle on it and rarely have I seen you overwhelmed by it.  Writing at this time is also fortuitous because it offers you an opportunity to filter your health issues through the lens of an exciting time, if you have the time to write at all. 
My anxiety lies in the possible insensitivity of writing about glowing energy and endorphin rushes, knowing that you might be feeling less than well.  Mind you, as the runs begin to lengthen I suspect you will find me a much quieter girl! I'm already anxious about tomorrow's longer run - 8 miles. And no, I'm not doing it early in the morning.