[Huh. Hit a character limit.]
Went for what was supposed to be a long run yesterday, after a number of days off due to eye allergies and possibly pinkeye. I awoke with my eyes stuck together with crust and one tear duct clogged and swollen to the size of a small grape.
[Sorry, no pictures.]
A warm compress, some antihistamines, some eyedrops (prescription for pinkeye) and I got a good look at the damage. Dark raccoon allergic "shiners" and bloodshot eyes that were more bloodmortared or bloodnuked.
Started coughing and sneezing as I finished the morning coffee and I could finally read the weather report. Dew point 62 - lower than it's been for a while (technically, it was low for two days, but I couldn't run those days, so they don't count). Went down to Lake Walkathon, where they were setting up for the yearly dragon boat races and Blue Cross/Blue Shield was staging their "Do Walk."
I ran maybe 20 feet before a gnat flew into my right eye. C'mon! I'm squinting like the lovechild of French Stewart and Renee Zellweger. That had to be intentional! Stuck a sweaty finger in my eye to get the bugger out and could feel my face react to the newly introduced allergens, lending myself to true Quasimodofication. Ran what I could.
Walked home and, when I could finally see my Garmin, read the taotal: 13 miles, 105 minutes.
[NOW you can start the hateful comments...]
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