Today our team decided to take the chance to do a little intramural practice in place of the delayed Murad race. Even though I seem to have caught the swine flu last night, was near to my limit just rolling around, and thus pretty much got spanked all day, it was really fun and seemed really productive. I threw an attack at one point (hitting a pretty sharp wattage with the move - swine flu or not) that got me up the road and split that race but ultimately nailed my coffin shut. Not so concerned about not having had the legs to back it up since I know how much poo is in my lungs right now. The awesome part is that I could learn that it just wasn't a very smart place to go, and it cost me and my team our best shot at that race. But I got to practice getting away and it had basically no consequences. Stop at the lap end, discuss what happened, move on.
It was also a really hard workout.
On the way home I coughed up some thing that looked like a king crab from Deadliest Catch except it was black red and green. Getting rid of that made my throat feel a lot better.
Off to the pool and build some kiwi muscles.