Week 8, a recovery week, and it came at just the right time. Turns out that I have a bit of a bug, just like my daughter does. My effort and power output were off this wee, and when Wednesday came along I finally realized why.
I ended up taking Thursday and Friday off, and felt much guilt because of that. I was more concerned with getting hours in, and when that was apparent the guilt left. I opted for rest and sleep, thinking a few lost hours is better than a lost week.
But today I gave in and got my 2h15 ride in. It was tough, and I am still on the mend, but it is done. Other than a but of tippiness I am good.
Now the rest of the day is easy and laid back, fighting this bug and getting ready for tomorrow's brick.