I’m recording an occasional Curiosity Journal. Tag words are: reading, playing, learning, reacting…and writing.Reading: Haven’t progressed in Sophie’s World. I set it aside last week when I was so sick I couldn’t get out of bed. I did start Guy Kawasaki’s Enchantment, however, so that I could participate in book club over at TheHighCalling.org. I wrote about it yesterday.Playing: Didn’t play much this past week. Instead, I blew my way through two boxes of tissues. But here’s something that might make you laugh: this amusing archived post by Shannon at Rocks In My Dryer (ht: Stretch Mark Mama).Learning: Neti pots are strange, but effective.Reacting: I awoke early on Saturday morning hoping I’d have energy to jog our city’s half marathon. Our family trained (less than we’d like; enough to finish), but I’d been sick for several days. The Belgian Wonder took one look at me that morning and shook his head. “I don’t think you should run. You should rest.”I pulled on my running tights and shorts anyway. “I can ride down with you and stay in the van if need be,” I responded, continuing to don my gear. After eating a blueberry Pop-Tart, I stuffed my cell phone inside a plastic baggie, a big wad of tissues into another, and placed them both in a fanny pack to wear as I jogged. At the last minute, I filled the zippered pockets with some Gu and Chapstick.En route, my friend Charity texted and said she’d cheer me on at mile 5, offering to drive me home if I couldn’t continue. With that insurance policy in place, I lined up for the start of the race. We began tortoise-like, making steady progress toward mile 5. Charity was right there; I ran over and gave her a big, grateful hug. “I’m going to keep on going!” I exclaimed. “I think I can finish, even if I walk.” She nodded, and we parted ways.Though I continually coughed and blew my nose along the way, I progressed slowly, all the way to the end. My time was terrible, but I finished the race.The rest of Saturday and all of Mother’s Day, my legs were creaky, reacting to the abuse.Writing: Occasional blog posts. Emails. Plans for next fall’s school year. That’s about all I can manage to write. Summer is prime writing time for me, so in just a few weeks I hope to begin producing many words, paragraphs, posts and more. In the meantime, I scrape up what I can and stick it together using quick-dry rubber cement. Hope you don’t spot the seams. There you have it. A Curiosity Journal that reveals what I’m reading, playing, learning, reacting to and writing.