As I feel my muscles atrophy with my illness, I'm still making a valiant effort to keep up with my running. I spent the weekend at a cabin with my parents and tried to run 20 miles of which I made it about 14. I could barely run from the pain. But then it got worse. The clouds opened and I got dumped on. I think I've been dryer taking a shower. My dad drove a car in front of me as I tried to run and handed me towels, although it certainly didn't keep my dry and just made more material to dry.
Running is hard and keeps getting harder each day.