Riding, racing, and living (if you can call this a life) in New Orleans. "Bike racing is art. Art is driven by passion, by emotions, by unknown thoughts. The blood that pumps through my veins is stirred by emotion. It's the same for every athlete. And that's why we do this." - Chris Carmichael
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Lost Days
Although I seem to be finally emerging from the fog of the last few days, things are still a bit unstable. It certainly feels like I've just lost a few days altogether. The fever has subsided, but with a head that feels like it is full of jello, I'm not quite ready for prime time just yet. How convenient that I could schedule this little patch of illness for the holidays rather than use some of the sick leave time that I routinely leave on the table each year at work. The university is closed between Christmas and New Year's, so except for the occasional emails following up on ongoing issues, this would be a prime opportunity to enjoy some nice rides during daylight hours, catch up on work around the house, and generally kick back a bit and enjoy the season. The weather today is quite nice, so around noon I though I'd venture outside for a short walk and to see if I felt up to little ride. I guess not. The combination of this head cold and the drugs still has me feeling generally colder than the temperature justifies, and things are a little shaky yet, but at least I'm heading in the right direction. Perhaps tomorrow I'll be up for at least part of the morning levee ride.
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Hope you feel better soon. It sounds like you have what I had. If you count the day or two getting sick, the 2 or so days of fever and the day or 3 clearing your head, you can count on losing a week to this one. And I never get sick for more than a day. Feh. Just take it easy. There isn't much else you can do. I bought myself some new tires as a reward for getting through it.
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