My "30 days of biking" got trumped by "2 days of salmonella."

Spent Monday and Tuesday in bed leaving only to run to the bathroom. Today I felt better. As in "better" I mean at least I'm no longer praying for the sweet release of death.

Had a dentist appointment scheduled for this morning, so as long as I was out I decided I'd come in to work for at least a few hours if not the whole day. My wife questioned me riding my bike, but I reasoned that if I was well enough to go to work, I must be well enough to ride my bike.

Actually felt pretty decent while I was riding. The only mistake I made was misjudging how warm it was and wore a jacket when I shouldn't have. Supposed to be raining on the way home later today so I'll probably be glad I brought it.