Technically I was cleared to run on Thursday but Coach and I decided I needed to hit at least 90% before I could try 3-4 miles. I definitely thought I was there this morning — maybe I was, maybe I wasn’t. Pneumonia is tricky like that. It was glorious to get out in the 50 degree sunshine but I hacked and coughed more than I would’ve liked. My April races are eking closer and I can feel myself starting to get nervous, but no one plans for an illness. So all I can do is let it run its course and trust the process. Onward and upward.