Well, I'm going to blame my headache at least in part on aliens.
I have two computer monitors at work. Lately the main one has been "blinking," that is, it stops showing me whatever it is supposed to be showing me, and instead for a split-second displays a white screen with black text on it. Various computer gurus in my vicinity claim that the computer needs a new video card, but I suspect that it's actually a subliminal message system set up by those pesky aliens. Since I've turned the damn monitor off, the extended headache has subsided considerably. (I wonder what the aliens were trying to get me to do?)
And another "two thumbs up" to whichever demi-God is in charge of guilt. It would have been so easy to not go run tonight. It was really dark outside (gets that way at night) and the temperature was already hovering at freezing. Wah. But if I had bailed, I would have had to confess it, and I would have felt a complete fool. Does Keziah not walk because it's cold out? Christina's out running in the cold and the dark, and Theresa's having to dodge men in kilts and rabid haggis to do her run.
Once I actually got out there, of course, it wasn't nearly as dark or as freezing as it had been before I started. (I'm not saying I liked it, in case anyone's *cough* Marie *cough* checking. Just that it wasn't so bad.) This time last week I tried a couple of jog/walk sessions of 2 minutes each. I must be slowing my pace down, because I did that 11 times tonight, and felt fine. (It's possible I might be improving a bit as well. There is always that possibility. Maybe.)