Blessed

Another morning of plodding my mile and a bit route, hoping that I'm not doing more harm than good.

I've really been spoilt over the last five and a quarter years. I've only had a handful of colds and most of them have fizzled out in a day or two.

Rather than feeling sorry for myself (you know what it's like when us men get colds, or man flu), I'm deciding to use this harsher cold to remind me just how lucky I am.

Maybe my daily mile out in the fresh air helps keep colds at bay, or maybe it's just a coincidence. It doesn't really matter. I'm grateful for this cold reminding me how blessed I am.