No surprises

Blaaaaahhhhhh!!!!

Well I don't know whether or not I was sick up at Bintan, but I most certainly am now. Full blown man-flu. I may possibly be dying.

Given the above illness, there was no training today. I got up with intent and then quickly went back to bed, also with intent. If the way I am feeling now is any indication, I will be staying in bed with intent tomorrow too. See how I am feeling though.

Being sick is no great mystery, as I said the other day, my family has been suffering through their own variations of illness, Wife-flu and Snotty-child flu, from before Bintan. When you have a two year old who's idea of personal hygiene is not coughing directly into your mouth, then your days tend to be numbered. 

Being currently right in the guts of being sick, there isn't much I can do other than rest up, dose up and hope it passes quickly. Sacrificing the odd small furry animal might not hurt either. Where is that cat...

Whilst there has been no training today, that doesn't mean I am not exhausted. My daughter had her 6th Birthday Party today. We kept it pretty low key with only six of the school friends coming over. It is amazing though the sheer density of energy that a whirlwind of seven six year olds can bring to a house. The party went well, with no sugar crash induced tears, but it certainly was hard work.

Between that and being sick, I am shattered. Very close to time to crawl into bed.