I was so excited to get home Monday night, flying into Seattle to a beautiful sunset over the ocean and clear views of Mt. Ranier. And then stopping for dinner at The Thai Kitchen in Bellevue for the tastiest meal I've had in a long time. Tuesday my bro, Ryan (at Seattle U Law) and I drove home together. Then we had the first glitch of the day because we had to stop in North Bend for gas but North Bend was completely out of power still from Thursday's wind storm so we had to backtrack to Sammamish.

I got in a good ski on the Icicle River Trails in the afternoon with the LWSC Jr. Nordic Team but by the end and on the drive home started feeling pretty sickly. Upon getting home my body decided that it needed to purge every vestige of food or liquid in my body using all means available to it. So I took to the living room couch, And then a sleepless night in bed, and now I am back on the couch, feeling better, just weak, and trying to slowly rehydrate.

At least I managed to avoid being sick the entire time on the road and waited until I was home. Because if you're going to be sick somewhere, home is best. Here I can lie on the couch, looking pitiful, and get anything I request. Plus it's nice to have stomach flu instead of a cold because, training-wise, it's better to feel awfull for ten hours and then bounce back than feeling run-down for seven days and have to decide every workout whether you should train through it or rest. I hope everyone else is starting their christmas breaks healthier than I.