I like the nightlife

Well, not really. I’m one of those “early-to-bed, early-to-rise” kinda gals. But since last Thursday I’ve been feeling kind of like that cute little vampire over there – staying out of the sun, for the most part, although not because I’m out cruising for blood from sunset to sunrise.

At the ripe old age of 57 I’ve suddenly developed skin problems. The painful rash that sent me to an Urgent Care when I was in Florida in early June showed up again last week. So here I am on another course of steroids (this time including an injection), along with the doctor’s admonition to stay out of the sun.

Do you know how hard that is to do when you live in the Mid-Atlantic United States in the middle of July?

I may have gone through a tube of Clearasil as a teen, but for the most part my skin has never given me a moment’s concern. I’ve been complimented on my youthful complexion many times, and maintaining it hasn’t cost me more than the price of a bottle of body wash. Usually on sale.

Marathon training (or half-marathon – I still haven’t decided which) begins in a week. Early to rise will be a good thing if I have to get out and run before dawn breaks. As for cross-training? Well, I like to boogie.

Heh.