the stars align

when the moon is in the seventh house and Jupiter aligns with mars ~
we’ve hit the age of aquarius here folks. I’ve been growing out much of my locks this summer in the hopes of changing the ch’i of staleness and headaches since Northfield.
Today, it seemed to work.
If not, at least I’ll be ready for the final scene of Hair.
In an effort to resolve this continual sinusitis, headaches and assorted respiratory system problems, I went to a EENT (who also happens to be a good friend) and the expected result was for an MRI of my entire head. I understood clearly what this meant (and I agreed) – let’s make sure that there are no growths or tumors in there.
And for the record, there are none.
The day after I got the results, I slept well for the first time in much more than a week.
BUT…
My septum looks worse that the pathway for the Olympic ski mogul course. It explains why my breathing is as tough as it is. There essentially is no straight part of this ‘should-be-straight’ item.
So, onward towards more trail races knowing whatever presents to me is not going to harm me further. Just suck it up and go with it. That I can deal with.