Pick-Me Up

My mother has called me frail on more than one occasion, and I have to admit that since I hit college I've given her good reason to say that. I seem to get sick a lot, and I've even had some of the weirder "old people diseases" in college, like kidney stones (drink lots of cranberry juice kids), and shingles (...just never get chickenpox). At this point, I wouldn't rule out cancer as a viable possibility for the future. Maybe I can rock out Bike and Build Armstrong-Style.
Anyway, the last couple weeks have been lived in a sort of half, pseudo-sickness, mostly just a bad cough. Naturally, that hasn't stopped me from training with Jamie, even though it probably should have.

On that note, we finished the first week of training on saturday with a four mile run through a very hilly route. Like I've said before, for those of you who aren't familiar with the Valley, there are a lot of hills, so when I say very hilly, I mean very hilly. On the one hand, Jamie and I paced very well together, on the other, we could only get three miles on the route before we had to stop and stretch. The last mile was by far the worst, although the downhill finish was a nice reprieve. I should really take a picture of the decline and post it here, because I didn't realize how bad the first hill really was until I was running down it in the end. Nice warmup, ehh? Anyway, today was our two mile recovery run, and well that it was, because we were both still pretty sore. The run was easy, even with my cough, and a nice easing out of the soreness, plus Jamie made me a delicious lunch! Still, by the end of today, my cough had gotten pretty bad, and my body was less than happy with me.

Luckilly, I had a nice surprise waiting for me when I logged onto the Bike and Build website. I had another one hundred dollars added to my total donations, thanks to the generous contribution of a friend and neighbor. I'm now well into the halfway mark for the trip, and it's hard to believe it. It was just the pick-me-up I needed. I'll be going home next weekend to pick up the jerseys my brother ordered for me and hopefully get sized at my specialized dealer if I haven't done it here already. I'll also have to drop in on the people back home who have donated since winter break.

Peace out, hombres.