Time Doesn't Move As Slow As I Am Currently

I must apologize for not keeping up with my blog as I should. Since getting over being sick, my energy level has not fully come back, yet. Trying to keep up with everyday tasks and chores has not been as easy as I would like, but hopefully it will get much easier.
I also found out my father died in a car crash last week. He has been estranged from most of the rest of the family for a long time, and since my mother divorced him many years ago, he got remarried and moved to Florida, where he had been living 'til his death. But even though we have never been close, he was my father. So now I have to come to terms with not just his death, but also his life, and what impact he had on my life and who I am. That will take a lot of thought and contemplation.
Just to make the week more interesting, I decided that after 3 1/2 weeks of not being able to jog, I would jump right back into running my usual 5 to 6 miles. After the first day I was a bit stiff and sore. The second day was yesterday, and although I did manage to jog my usual distance, I was then so stiff & sore that it became difficult to walk. Being not entirely stupid, I did not try to jog this morning, which was definitely a good thing, since I had trouble just getting to a standing position when I climbed out of bed. I do believe it is possible that I am my own worse enemy at times. They do say, however, that "time heals all wounds," and hopefully sore bodies as well. Until next time, remember to stop and smell the flowers...