OK, beautiful morning, bit windy. Decide to head into the wind first then have it at my back on the return. Mile and a half in I start seeing lots of bugs, there hitting my face and glasses, I make an effort to keep my mouth closed, too late. I can feel that tickle of something in my right bronchus, I believe. I ignore it, about a quarter of a mile later the coughing starts, ironically the Glee rendition of Jordan Sparks' "No Air" is playing on my ipod, cross my laces and hope to die. I gasp and my ipod plays: "Tell me how I'm supposed to breath with no air? No air, air No air, air"

Finally got some, air that is, and the last 2.5 went better with the wind at my back and a little air in my lungs.