The sickness

Whatever it is that is going around Spokane has invaded the Swanson household and put down some serious roots. Andy has been sick since last Thursday, and today, I am so stuffed up I can hardly stand it. My head feels like its somewhere around 20,000 ft and lost in a cloud bank. So far, I'm not as bad off as my dear wife, who really has taken the brunt of it. Watching someone you love be miserable is, well, miserable, because you really want to do anything and everything for them to make them feel better. And yet, often times, the best medicine for them is to just leave 'em alone, which sucks just the same, because I really want to help her out!

I felt ok during my ride yesterday, but now I'm regretting it, thinking that being out in the cold may not have been the best call. I am also suspicious that I may still be suffering from whatever it was I had about 3 weeks ago, because since then, I've been hovering around the 80-90% range. Which sucks, because its not bad enough to stop me from putting in some hard efforts, but still something that might take some serious downtime to fully beat. For now, I'm going to take it day-by-day, and see how it goes.

On a positive note, this being Monday, really one of the few things I actually look forward to Mondays for is the easy crossword puzzles. I was pretty happy that I knocked out the NY Times puzzle for today in just over 10 minutes. Sweet! Hmmm, what would it say if I ever was able to do a puzzle faster than my IM swim-to-bike transition times? :)

For now, its off to the medicine cabinet then to bed. Ugh