Derby time and birthday

Ah, the big 33 tomorrow. I'm ready for the birthday fun. Don't tell anybody, but I'm almost more excited about the derby on Saturday than I am about my birthday. I'm keeping that to myself because I don't want to miss out on any presents.

I woke up this morning, got dressed for the gym, and made it to the front door. I felt like utter junk. Coughing, shaky and clammy. I made the exec decision to go back to bed. I am not surprised that I'm getting birthday sick. It happens a lot. Well, for the past 4 years at least.

After 2 more hours of sleep, I slogged my way to work and made it through the day. I hope I'm feeling better tomorrow. I actually missed going to the gym and feeling alive at work this morning. don't tell anybody about that either.