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May 24, 2001So, for something new and different, I've been sick all week. Since riding and constant body-wracking coughing spasms don't go hand in hand as well as one might think, I've been off the bike most of the time since I last wrote. Until this afternoon, I was really quite concerned that I wouldn't be able to do the Calistoga ride. It'll be the longest ride I've ever taken, and I didn't think that a 200-mile ride through unknown territory would be the greatest thing while I was light-headed and prone to hacking out a lung. But, huzzah! Last night, I actually slept for about 5 hours (yeah, I know, but that's more than the rest of the week's sleep combined), and the medications are starting to make the cough go away. So I'm renewing my enthusiasm for this trip with newfound vigor. I'd just like to say that the women I'm riding with kick ten kinds of ass from here to Sunday. I sent an email out last night explaining that I'd been having asthma troubles and coughing and etc., and that I didn't know if it'd be safe for me to ride. Rather than saying "oh, that sucks, catch you next time," like I anticipated, they wrote back saying "spas are wonderful for the health! You must then drive to Calistoga, which sucks, but at least you'll hang out with us and get a mud bath!" When I wrote back today saying that it looks like I'll be riding after all, they said, "yay! so glad you're feeling better!" and all sorts of encouragement. I really really love girls that don't suck.
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