I hate bronchitis. Now with my asthma and as a precursor to my asthma I'm coming down with bronchitis 3-4 times per year. It's becoming clock work. I get exposed to something like a cold, I get the cold, then in a couple of days...bronchitis. The bronchitis kicks my ass. It's so draining. All of this gunk in my lungs and my body trying to expel it. blech! And, talk about no sleep... I lay down and it's nothing but hacking. I'm on the usual course of meds: steroid shot, oral steroids, antibiotics, and cough medicine w/ codeine to help me sleep without coughing. Apparently, those with asthma are very susceptible to getting sick. I'm living proof. Anway, it turns into a 2 freakn week ordeal while my body battles the bronchitis and fatigue. I missed the boob poker run today! For the second year in a row! I wanted to show up to ride with my boobs emphasized somehow... I mean it is a run for the boobs. (violins anyone?)

At least I'm reading a lot and working on statistics issues while working on research conundrums. But, it gets boring. Those of you who know me know that I'm such an active person that *needs* physical action of some kind. My brain demands balance!