Life can be so screwed.
Been taking Piriton to sleep for the past few days and woke up dazed.
If not, it will be a runner's nose.
After throwing out tons of thick yellow phelgm for days, I finally made my way to see the doc.
Wasted another 3 training days.
Yet I dun feel anything.
The fire seems to have been doused by the ocean.
Will be taking a hiatus in 2012 to re-discover the joy of racing.
Somehow I have to get through the next 45 days.
Trying to stay positive.
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