Where’s the kryptonite hidden?

Lex Luthor is always devising ways to be near kryptonite so that he cannot be defeated or harmed by SuperMan, who is severely weakened in the presence of the substance. I feel as though someone has found a kryptonite analog that weakens me and has hidden some of it near someplace I frequent. I rarely get ill, and on the rare occasions I do the illness is mild and I recover in a day or so. The past three months have proven to be an exception to the norm, with two long bouts with severe colds,  and I am trying to figure out why. The latest version has  lingered for 12 days. Tough to get out and do any time on the bike when you keep coughing up huge chunks of matter. To date I have missed, besides my own self-motivated rides, the fundraising points race at Hellyer last Saturday and the first two Early Bird clinics/crits. I am really itching to get out and do something this weekend, and right now the signs are looking positive.

On one of the days home from work due to the disease I did venture onto the scale. I avoid the scale for the most part, too easy to get obsessive. But I had dropped 14 lb since I blogged that I wanted to trim down a bit before the coming racing season. If I go down much more I will be near the lightest I have been as an adult, excluding the pathological 120 lb I hit when fighting malaria. With the weight down it is time to get in some good power development work. Hope to see folks on the road starting tomorrow!