Nurse: Doctor, it’s Red Hen on the line. She’s asking if she can go running.
His response is barely audible though I detect a distinct note of exasperation.
Nurse: The doctor says to wait until he checks you out next week. Meanwhile, you can start with some light exercise at the weekend.
Red Hen: Light exercise?
Nurse: Yes, but not for now. At the weekend.
It’s two whole days to the weekend. And what earthly use is light exercise? What if I lose fitness? Hey, what if I lose the will to go running again? And what if I miss the start of Juneathon?
But I say none of these things of course. I thank the nurse, hang up and consider my fate.
After making the appropriate mood adjustment -some three hours later -I decide light exercise must consist of catching up on all my favs’ blog entries, hunting down some alternative blogging material in a light exercise fashion, and letting my fingers trip across the keyboard.
Every cloud and all that…