Once again I find myself knee-deep in mucous. Following the Boonah Marathon grovel-fest (where I spent 3 hours wondering just why I felt so totally crap) I disintegrated into a coughing, wheezing, throat-infected mess.
Always fun when you're away at a conference in another city. On the upside, it did keep me busy and stop me from wanting to go do running or riding k's while sick. But now, I am trashed. Trashed like a piece of rubbish. I think I will be sleeping for a few days...