I CAN do anything.

18 hrs to go

(1 day 13 hours...

...is the amount of time I have left to back out of this.) Just kidding ya'll :) 

Ya'll I got the Bronchitis!

Seriously? Yes, it's true. But it's only "a little bronchitis". How is that different than a big one? Did it make a difference in the fact that I couldn't do my 18 mile ride this morning? NO. Stupid lungs. Instead I've spent the past few days in a codeine induced haze texting my friends telling them how much I love them. That's going to be really helpful next weekend when I'm riding a bike for 23 miles. I guess I'll just put my stupid inhaler (YES, I HAVE AN INHALER) in my stupid bike bag, so when Lance notices me wheezing I can just whip that out and BAM.

Grrraaaah!!!!!

(No) Doubt

Here's the situation: I've been off the bike for a LONG time. I thought since Pelotonia is oh... 14 days away, that I had better go on a long ride. My last long ride was 14 miles, the day after I had gotten my Remicade infusion (means I was also infused with 'roids see: The USA Today. Lance is doing it too.)

Anyways I was a bit worried that the steroids were what got me through those 14 miles, (and I had an hour long break half way). Well, guess what world, I WAS WRONG!

This morning I planned on riding 10, but went ahead and did 12 instead (suck it Crohn's disease!). Turns out I was wrong to doubt myself. I always quote John Locke "Nobody tells me what I can't do!", but it turns out that I was doing the telling.

No more doubts (at least for today!).

Now please excuse me while I bathe in ICY HOT.