*ugh*
I feel like I've been run over by a freight train. I had zero degree Kelvin energy this morning -- I absolutely could not move. I spent 30 minutes after the alarm went off lying in bed petting Stinky. My nose is running a marathon and my throat hurts. I think Wife gave me her cold.
On top of that, I slipped on some ice two nights ago and fell on my right knee, right where the incisions were. I lay on the ground swearing for five minutes before I could get up again. Nothing like a good whack on the old sore spot to aggravate an old wound and set your recovery back a week.
At least it's Bike Week in Daytona. Lots of racing this weekend (some of it even covered on TV!), including the AMA Superbike season opener.
