
So Saturday after John left (thanks John for helping out), I parked myself on the couch and couldn't get up. I was passed out. I thought maybe it was my allergies (yuk). Sunday was a bit better but I was just foggy. Maybe because I slept for 12 hours. Makes sense, right.
Monday morning I'm still foggy but a coworker comes in sick because last Friday another coworker brought in her sick daughter. Oh. Light slowly starts to go on. Hmmm maybe it wasn't my allergies. I don't like being sick. Who does! If I will it into the corn field it won't exist.
So last night was a dilemma. Bootcamp? No Bootcamp? If I am sick, do I even risk spreading it to the marathoners (except too bad for Dave). Do I risk getting worse if I'm doing the Bike Tour this weekend? Decided not to go to bootcamp, stay warm and rested and fall asleep on the couch early.
Today-I think more of the same. Damm. I would have been nice if this head-fog thing would have been because of too much fun over the weekend. Nope. Not that. Just too many germs floating around. I'm still rooting for too much pollen floating around, but I don't think I'll win that one.
WARNING WARNING WILL ROBINSON. This post has some references that the under-30 (maybe the Under-40) crowd won't get! And I'm proud of it! YEAH!