Snappy legs and nose nuggets

According to my doctor I have a respiratory infection. And apparently I've had it since February. Might explain why I've felt like crap on the bike so far this season - at least that's the excuse I'll be using until a better one comes along.

I got sick back in February with what I thought was just a common cold. I got over it pretty quickly, however nose gobblins have been leaving me reminders of it ever since - nasty hard mucus nuggets seemingly on a constant basis in my nose. I could have shot someone's eye out while doing a snot rocket if I wasn't careful. Lethal, deadly, hard as rock snots that blocked my breathing. Doc' figures it was a minor infection that I just couldn't shake and when I got ill with this bug the whole mess exploded over the past week, the latter being the worse. Started antibiotics the other day and just waiting to feel them kick in . . . no luck yet.

Despite feeling pretty miserable, I did get out road riding with Curvy Butt on Friday and Saturday. Though I couldn't breath my legs felt pretty snappy and wanted to move. The fuel to drive them wasn't there. Getting up out of the saddle on a climb was like doing squats while holding your breath - sooner or later things aren't going to work. I was able to clear a bunch of crap that was in my lungs - green and white infection goodness.

Mucus puke'us wasn't the only thing green and white - the trilliums are in full bloom in the park.

Managed to get to Champlain Look-off (barely) on both days.

I was anticipating a shift change at work for Sunday which would of caused me to miss the Mufferaw Joe event, however I ended up calling in sick and staying in bed all day. May 3rd and I am one month out from the Mohican 100 . . . . shudder.

First 'Loogie' Ride of the Year

The stomach flue ran rampant through our household over the past couple of days. Somehow I missed getting it . . . . would have been an opportunity for some quality weight loss though . . . thank gwad I'm not into that anymore.
My Saturday was taken up with taking care of the Peanut while mommy knelt before the porcelain alter praying to be better. Needless to say I never got on the bike. Yesterday turned out to be better and I was able to get out for my first outdoor ride of the year with Matt, Pascal, Jamie, Martin and Brad. Can't beat a February 28th and +3 degrees.

Proof that you don't have to be smart in order to wear Smart Wool socks.

Mine weren't as stylish as Pascal's socks though.
*this is the only shot I took of my riding partners as I spent most of my free time and hand wiping snot away from my face

I turned back about 35-40'ish kms into the ride (similar to Matt's ride a week or so ago). Burning lungs, telephone booth sized loogies, coughing fits and a constantly running nose was proof that I'm still not over being sick from the wicked head and chest cold I had all last week.

loogies
No exercise for the past week left the legs feeling sluggish and lacking energy. Made the right decision to pull the plug and turn back home so that I can maybe get out for a ride later in the week (weather is looking good - no rain or snow).

As the day went on, the snow melted and the roads became increasingly wetter and wetter.

Fenders on the cross bike kept me warm and dry - no rooster tale skid marks up my back or on my arse.

bath time . . . steamy (lucky you)

Despite being pretty tuckered after the ride, it was so nice to get out on the road and out of the basement and off the trainer. Normally I do most of my spring rides on the Ontario side of the river, which is nice and flat and good for base miles. Today's three hours of ride time in hilly La Belle province left me feeling like my limits we pushed a bit.