Last night around 6:30 I realized that I was a bit stuffed up and I wanted to be able to breath on my run, so I decided to pop some psuedafed. I dug around the medicine cabinet and all we had was the 12 hour variety, so I took it. Remind me never to do that at night again. I got home from my run around 10pm ate, showered, hung out with the wife for a while, ate again, posted my run and then tried to get some sleep about 11:30. I laid there staring at the ceiling until about 2 am when I got up went to the restroom walked around the house bit, had a snack and tried to go back to bed. I still couldn't sleep so I got up and read my scriptures, that always puts me to sleep... not this time. (By the way Alma Ch 5-7 are wonderful chapters on our Savior Jesus Christ that I completely enjoyed and recommend reading.) After reading I prayed for a while. That was nice, but still not sleepy. I got back in bed and laid there until about 5:15 when I decided I might as well get up and get my run in for today. 10 EZ miles on big rolling hills AP 8:04 Felt great. I'm sure I'll be crashing soon right in the middle of an exam or something. | 