Sick!

Not in a cool way. Whether it was riding through Buddy's sicky snot rockets on Sunday or the cleaning of rodent filth in my house, I'm sick. My head's full of snot and I don't like it. Can't sleep. Can't breath. Can't feel good about anything.

Rode to work anyway. Took a little while longer then usual, but the cool breeze against my swollen face felt nice. Debating the Wed. Night Ride tonight. It's fun - even if you're sick. Haven't been in a while and starting to feel guilty - not sure why. If I go, I'll ride beyond my current capacity. I'll make things worse and will sleep less. I won't be able to ride to work at all. I'll waste gas, spend money and make things tighter for affording my new ride. Ooooooh the new ride. Custom paint and everything. I've been riding floor model crap forever. Time to treat myself even if I have to eat peanut butter sandwiches (can't even afford the jelly) for months. Is it decided? Will I skip tonight, rest and make things more affordable for me and my new bride? Undecided. Wed. Night ride is really fun. Trails are probably perfect. Fall nights are perfect. Rippn' fast singletrack through the dark.

Still not sure. Drink some tea, OJ, take some more pills and think about it some more.