I used to feel super

I have this bug, I think. It laid my wife out for a week last week. I do not feel ill, not too ill ... but I do have a low grade nausea from time to time, this has been going on for several days. And when I eat, I do not need to eat too much to blow up like a balloon.

Thanksgiving we drank too much. Yes, we did. But the eating was under control, just a modest plate. Which made me blow up like a balloon. The night was seriously unpleasant.

There were a lot of people in the house yesterday, getting away for a run would have been rude, so it was just as well that it rained, non-stop, every second of the day. This morning, though surprisingly cold, was bright and gorgeous.

I was geared for it, and set out along the bike path with nostalgia music in my ears. Soon enough it became apparent that the cold was not going to be any issue. My abdomen, however, would be.

I had had a piece of bacon for breakfast, and three silver dollar pancakes. Normal stuff. I had had my coffee. But absolutely anything makes me feel huge. But my stomach muscles remain in decent shape. Nothing approaching six-pack territory, but there is muscle. It was pissing my physician off last week when I had my physical exam, she kept trying to poke and prod and kept demanding I relax. "I know you have this runner's stomach," she'd say, "but give me a break." Runner's STomach I like that.

However, though I have used "sausage casing" as a metaphor far too many times in this blog, to describe numerous points of expansion, the feeling of this expanding stomach held in by muscles working during the act of running ... it was exhausting and made me short of breath. Unpleasant. But not unpleasant enough. There was no one on the path (well, one or two others) bright, beautiful, autumn colors on the hills, waiting geese. It was lovely.

Ohio University Nostalgia Mix
No Myth (Damascus Mix) Michael Penn
Flute Interlude - Duran Duran
The Sweetest Taboo - Sade
That's Really Super, Supergirl - XTC
The Way You Make Me Feel - Michael Jackson
Pet Sematary - The Ramones
Oxford Street - Everything But the Girl
Garden of Earthly Delights - XTC
I Want Your Sex - George Michael
The Gas Face - 3rd Bass

Distance: 4.25 miles
Weather: cold & sunny