I'm so frickin' pissed off - I'm SICK. Three days before camp and I'm sick.

It started differently than usual - instead of getting that nasty feeling in my throat, I got this heaviness in my lungs. Now I'm exhausted and coughing and feel like I have a couple bricks on my chest. I'm eating zinc like its candy, and painting my nostrils with zicam. Somehow I need to get more sleep, but with work, training, and preparing for camp, I'm lucky to get 7 hours.

Maybe this explains why I was so slow on Saturday and so exhausted on Sunday. I felt like a dirty, dirty shirker Sunday and had to force myself onto the trainer. The workout was fine - my workout today was fine - but afterwards I felt like a dishrag.

I hate being sick. I've done really well this past year. In '07, I was sick, like six times, but I started taking the zicam and washing my hands until they cracked and bled and I stayed healthy all year. And now, right before the week I look forward to more than any other week of the year, SICK.