The 5k on Sunday was fantastic! Unfortunately, it was also cold, and I seem to be welcoming fall with open arms and a very, very runny nose. When I was really tired on Monday, I figured I was tired from the race. On Tuesday, I wanted to keep up my momentum and went for a run. It was awful. I could hardly run, and couldn’t wait to come home. Turns out, I was pretty sick. The rest of my week looked like this:
I’m now at that point where I don’t think I’ll ever stop blowing my nose or recover from my earth-shattering sneezes, but…we’ll see.
We’re also dealing with challenges concerning our Danish visa process (they sent a letter asking me to come in next week, which I can’t do because I don’t have my Swedish visa, so I was asked to go to the embassy who told me they were booked solid the next month, and to call the Danish migration office. Again.) I handled it all pretty well until the embassy said they were booked and we couldn’t do it there. Then I added watery puffy red eyes to my already shiny red nose after a healthy crying session. We’ll make some more calls, and hopefully get it all figured out next week.
Last week, I had a sudden and intense craving for something baked. I was also slammed with a truckload of emotions or hormones or something, an dwas convinced that I would be grumpy and mean until I got. some. cookies. So I made some! They didn’t help that much but, I mean, they helped a little. They are cookies after all.