Holly and I have noticed that I am starting to get some of my color back now that my red cell blood count is rising. For a while there, I was pretty pale. I really noticed it in my feet that seemed to blanch paler and paler all the time. Now I actually have some color in my face and even at my toes. Ah, the beauty of improving the hemoglobin number from 7.5 to 9.8. To you non-medical people out there, it probably doesn't seem like much of a difference. Well, let me assure you it is-more than the numbers would indicate. A little extra blood means you're not as tired, you can exercise more heavily without becoming short of breath, and you're not as cold. So I'm happy to be pinking up.
It is unseasonably warm here today-64 degrees and balmy. It's supposed to rain, and I'm sure that is where the warm front originated. It made for a pleasant run this morning over to Ayrmount. I did two laps on their trail as well as the loop there and back. I'm still a little draggy, but I realized that I still haven't even been back running a month yet. I've gone from 3 miles to 7 miles in less than a month. I shouldn't expect much more from my body at this point. But I always want to do what I could in the past. I am sure the joys of aging are much the same. Maybe this is my practice.
Today's photo: My Mom and me in front of the Christmas tree at her house this past we-e.
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