I woke up Friday morning feeling pretty much like death warmed up. I called in sick to work but felt a little guilty about it, as we were due to set off that afternoon for a weekend in Byron Bay for the annual triathlon.
It definitely isn't swine flu but it is a bit of a setback in my training. No long run this weekend.
It also kept me from volunteering as a draft official for the triathlon. Instead I was on the receiving end of drafting, looking after the Penalty Box. Funny, most of those who reported to me swore they weren't cheating. Of course.