Called My Son and Collapsed in a Heap

I have a good old fashioned cold...again. I was just lounging about, minding my own business when this pterodactyl shaped virus decided to shit on my face. For the second time in less than 4 weeks. It is not fair. Not one to whine...I am moving on.

I have been running pretty good...not great...but not bad. I am on my way to Chicago for Monday and I am 425 miles or so out...not bad. Getting ready for bed...Not one to whine...I am moving on...dedication;')