Two new and exciting things happened in my life this Saturday.
1. I ran four miles with my running group in Mebane this weekend - without stopping. It was a first. (For those of you who've known me in my gym rat phase - I wasn't always this way. My entire family used to run together at 6am. I'd stay in bed. Until the last two years, I couldn't run a mile. I could walk 25 in a day quickly...but couldn't run. Now I've started a local running club and I can run 3-4 miles without stopping to walk.)
2. Two hours later, while planting perennials in the front yard, my hands began to itch. Ten minutes later I looked like I ran into an evil plastic surgeon with a plethora of collagen. My bottom lip was about double the normal size. Welts broke out on about 75% of my body and we took a trip to the urgent care. Benadryl shots, epinephrin shots, a lecture from the physician about the risks of this type of systemic response happening again, discussions about the possibility of bites and stings, two hours of sleeping off the Benadryl and being 'under observation' - we were allowed to leave. Now Dad is telling me to go get a prescription for an epi-pen. At the very minimum, I'm carrying Bendaryl with me everywhere and getting the yard sprayed for bugs again. Welts stink.
No song of the day - Just a good episode of Entourage on HBO.
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