The day after my last post, I started getting a little sore throat. Hmm, allergies, I thought.
It turned into full blown head congestion, with a fever, that landed me in bed and immobilized by Friday. Jeff went out on a mission Friday morning and came back with a giant-sized Jamba Juice Coldbuster, 5 cans of chicken noodle soup, a box of saltines and a gallon of orange juice. My hero!
Thankfully with several days of heavy rest I turned the corner. I got back to training on Monday with...rest day. Thankfully the volume this week has been on the light side due to a race on Sunday. I think with each day's improvements and the slow disappearance of the world's most annoying cough, I'll be ready on time.
Thanks for all the kind words about my news! Moving my dogs to a new home for the first time in ~9-10 years should definitely provide lots of blog fodder. Right now I'm deep in the fun that is...hunting for a place to live. Party on, Wayne.
I hope Friday is kind. Work has been...stressful (even sick as a dog on Friday I was on a 3-hour conference call from bed!) and knowing that I'll be out of there in a few months, sometimes it's hard to give a shit. Bring on the weekend!