Blood clot and Valley Fever and Vertigo (and diagnosis of Lymphoma and threat of enucleation from great ocular oncologist) be damned, I have been trying to get back some stamina. Flexibility may be a dream too far. Yesterday I did 2 miles in a new post-illness record of 47 minutes. Does that beat Roger Bannister? Well, he was not nearly 86. And yesterday I ran 500 strides. Ran? Lurched? And solved a problem about telling the Jefferson-Sims story. Maybe with self-produced Irisin there is life after Valley Fever and Blood clots, what with anti-fungal pill and needle every day still. If you think I am going to read the NY Times beyond Gretchen Reynolds today, you are wrong.
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