Predicting failure!

After a wonderful April things have taken a turn for the worse and I am currently sitting in my sick bed; nursing a pesky infection. :-(

It all started to go downhill last week, when we decided to decorate the bedroom.  Unfortunately, the prep took longer than expected so despite the bank holiday weekend we didn't finish it. Consequently, it's meant doing a few hours each night after work - and then sleeping in a room filled with paint/gloss fumes.  How dramatic, I hear you all cry; but one of the downsides of living in a small miners cottage is the tiny windows and the limited airflow.  By Thursday my head was ready to explode and spun with every slight movement.

On Saturday, I still had a niggly headache, but it was more tolerable.  Unfortunately,  I now had a sore throat too.  At first it  felt like something was stuck in my throat, maybe something from all the sanding and decorating, but it wouldn't shift and progressively got worse.

Until yesterday I had continued to cycle, presuming that my ailments could be cured by fresh air, but yesterday evening I was empty and couldn't muster up the energy to do my Monday evening ride to Penzance to meet Mikey from work.  Every single muscle in my body ached!

After a really bad night (a raging temperature and agonising pain in my chest) I made an emergency appointment at the Doctors.  After listening to my symptoms and a thorough check up he announced that he didn't think I had pneumonia.  I was a little taken back by this statement as I hadn't even considered pneumonia. Non the less I was glad - I wouldn't ever want to have to go through that again. For now, he thinks I have a chest infection and he hopes we have caught it in time to prevent pneumonia.

Interestingly, despite the chest pain, I haven't been wheezy *Touchwood*.  Normally, as soon as I get any sort of infection it triggers my asthma. Maybe *Touchwood*, this getting fit and cycling malarkey is working after all. :-)

The worst thing is though, that it means I will have to take a few days off the bike, which wouldn't be so bad if I could make up for any missed mileage on my recovery, but that isn't likely as then Mullertons family are arriving for a visit, which will interupt my ride time and then we go to Scotchland, without bikes!

Grr... This month is gonna be a bad month for mileage!