GM folks.

I'm officially sick. Sort of what I get, I guess, for laughing when my sister warned us about coming to her flu-ridden house for Christmas ("I've never seen a germ I was afraid of", I said) but I can't say I regret it. Did 3 miles on the elliptical before bed last night, which was a nice reminder that whoever told people that bedrest is what you need when you're sick was a moron. As a Russian friend I had in college once said, lots of water, exercise, and a little vodka goes a long way. I held off on the vodka. but the water and exercise seem to at least have me functional for work today.

Hitting the yerba mate for a little extra octane on top of my Mud\Wtr and bowl of matcha. So far, so good.