Wednesday, January 19, 2011


I was sicker than I thought. My flu morphed into a cough. Despite not having a fever, I still felt bad. I spent Saturday in bed. All day. The entire day. I didn't even eat. Incredibly rare. The rest paid dividends. Sunday I arose to feel much, much better. Best in a couple of weeks. Except for the occasional cough... I seem to be past this dispicable bug.

Despite trying once to ride, which quickly ended in furtive expulsion of green goop... I've been off the bike for two weeks. A significant setback. I'm under three weeks from my first race. A six hour endurance event. My fitness won't be what I want. But I'm reminding myself that it's just a training race. That I need to do the race more than I need to do well in the race. Don't like the feeling of unpreparedness. I'm rife with reservations about this one.