Last week I came down with a fever. I was nauseous, hot, and achy all over. Then it went away, I felt like crap for another day and didn’t train, and then I felt awesome and gradually started getting back into a routine. Looking back, it wasn’t gradual enough, but as I lay here with an even higher fever than last week’s, and a splitting headache that won’t subside – hindsight’s twenty-twenty.
I did have a good weekend of training, however, and I’m pretty confident with my preparations for the Miami International Triathlon this weekend, so even if I stay in bed drinking Nuun and eating bananas from now until the race I think I’ll do well.