Lost Weekend, Lingering Lassitude

This boy is not a happy camper. Although the worst of the fever and chills are over, it is clear that even today I'm still not quite well. I had really hoped -- even expected -- to be back on the bike this morning, but when I woke up and looked out the window I could barely see across the street because of the dense fog. On top of that, I must be still running the same low-grade fever that kept me miserable all day Sunday. I did make it in to work this morning, but as soon as the Advil wore off I started feeling chilled again. Not good. Not good at all.