On Christmas eve, not having run for a few days, I managed a pathetic 2K. I went out again on Boxing Day, with a terrible cough. It was nearly dark and I was managing, but I suddenly found that, due to a congested chest, I couldn't get my breath. Aaaarrrgghh, I cut it short and went home, but I'd done 3K so I think tomorrow I'll give it another go, after a few hours of Vic on my chest. I have to get back to 5K. Funny though, while I've not been running enough, my knee is much better.