I'm not getting sick.

I'm not.
Really, I didn't spend the day sleeping. I wasn't in a cold sweat for the entirety of my class this afternoon. I will be fine bartending for most of the evening. I feel great.

Note: All of the above are lies. Straight up, lies.

It makes perfect sense doesn't it? Murphy's Law or something or other? What a terrible law. It's funny how when you spend a whole month going out and partying and eating crappy food, you don't get sick. And then the moment you smarten up and start being healthy again, you're body's like "Yeah? Now you want to treat me right? I'll show you!"

So, I might be getting sick. I still managed to go to the gym today and skipped rope for 20 minutes on and off between ab work outs. I had big ideas about coming home and posting gratuitous ab pictures for you all - but alas, my bed was seducing me in the sweetest way.

I need your help folks - if I am getting sick then please tell me how to continue training for this marathon without making it worse. I've got a month till showtime and I don't think I really have any time to spare. Suggestions are very much welcome.


I'll be at Betty's tending bar tonight if you want to come by for a pint. I promise to smile, and not get you sick.