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This week's "return to form," after last week's adventure time, was foiled by a nasty virus that I am certain Kim and I caught during our attendance at the aquarium. Most of the week I spent in survival mode, casting aside physical training for another week. As I'm climbing out of the foggy delirium of sickness, I'm feeling the "softness" of not going on a run or lifting heavy things settle in, and the leg cramps from inactivity feel like a quiet protest from the body itself.