After receiving the news on Monday from JH, I came home exhausted and passed out in the bed for several hours.  When I awoke, I told myself that I need to prepare for a fight.  I need to fight my body, and whatever may be attacking it.  And I need to be ready.  I need to be ready mentally.  I need to be strong mentally.  I will need mind over matter.  And so I need to be strong physically to give me the confidence to be strong mentally.

I went running on Monday after waking from my nap.  And I went running this morning.  Neither run was easy.  I ran less than a mile.  Familiar routes, but sluggish.  I fell asleep at work yesterday, and am sleepy already this morning.  No matter what the fight ends up being, it will not be easy.  I am going to struggle.