Time out

When you are well you generally don't realise it. Life goes on and you take it for granted. This was how I felt until a few days ago and then was "struck down" with "man flu". I know, it's pathetic but when you are swallowing broken glass all day, popping pills, sipping lemslips by the dozen, gargling salt, sucking stepsils, drinking lemon tea ginger and honey.... you get the message. I have swollen glands in my kneck and a viral infection according to the doctor. As a result I can't train and have had to pull out of a 16 mile race I had lined up on Sunday - it would be unwise to race with a virus. I'll have to take the rest and make the best use I can of the time. I'll pick up the training when I recover. I also reflect on people who are really ill and have months or years of discomfort and realise how luck I am - man flu or no man flu! So I'll just have to accept "rule 5" as they say in cycling - man the frig up!