Well, it finally hit. B-Boy was sick a while back, and he still sounds like he's coughing up a lung, sometimes. Monster Girl succumbed fairly quickly and has been the worse for it for about a week and a half, now. She bears the brunt because she can't blow her nose. That means she faces the suction bulb. I know a lady who used one on herself just to see what the kids experience. She said it sucked, literally and figuratively.
I resisted the bug for quite some time, getting my training sessions in and doing well. This morning, before the alarm ever went off, I knew an hour run was unlikely. So, I opted to get a bit more sleep and see if I can get the run (or at least an hour on the bike trainer) completed, tonight.
The worst part is that events at work make a sick day out of the question. I believe that if I'm sick enough to miss a training session I'm sick enough to miss work. Since I'm at work, I have to get the training in, somehow.
And once I'm all better and reenergized, I'll post something more interesting. Until then, it's the sick baby blues.