It's a new year, but I feel just as sick as I did yesterday.

The flu came over from my aunt (happy holidays) and punched me in the chest last week. It's been laying on top of me slapping me in the forehead ever since. Doctor says I'll need a week to recover. That means I won't feel better until about Wednesday, and the couch is already an enemy.

With me sick and Heather pregnant, we ended up toasting the new year with ginger ale. So cool...

Moreover, the flu knocked out my beautiful cycling window -- 5 days with few commitments and temps above freezing. My last ride -- a simple urban spin on my birthday -- hurt a lot; I knew I was feeling bad then...

But when I'm feeling good enough to Google, I have my new fascination to keep me busy: daddy blogs, daddy blogs and more daddy blogs.