A Rise From primordial Ooze

Today as the sun rises, so to must I rise from this lingering stuffy head and cough. The Dayquil and the Nightquil have run their course and my body is telling me it's time to finish this on our own.

The fight lasted well into yesterday. A bout of nausea and vomitting mid morning seemed to be the final gasping hold and I just had to get through the afternoon for the chills and goose bumps to fade away. A massive monsoon deluged our area and the traffic in the club just dropped. So I busied myself with training new employees and mentoring some old ones. By time I realized it was time for me to leave, I was mentally drained but physically felt well.

So today I climb out of my cold and back into my workouts. A double set of circuit equipment, some functional training (core work) and 20-30 minutes on the bike. Not a powerhouse workout full of intervals, drills and endurance, but enough to shake out whats left in my system and get better prepared for my long ride and run this weekend.

I think I said it best one hundred times this last week, "Being sick sucks." You can borrow that if you want. You know... the line, not the cold.