I have no energy, I cannot rouse from my slumber and every fibre of my being is screaming for rest. I have the flu. training shall wait.
My breathing is heavy as everything closes down to try and stave off and fight the virus, my nostrils alternate between colapsed shut and being wide open but running a constant drip, drip. Training like this is useless, I’ll feel horrible, I will be slow, I won’t be able to breathe, negative, negative, suck down the Beechams powders and lots of honey, get on top of it and wait for the nose to clear so I can breathe. Postscript: For three days and four nights I felt rubbish, then on the fourth morning I could breathe, my head was clear and dawn was calling.