Taken Hostage by a Common Cold

This missive is from Silverthorne, Colorado.

Wednesday
Mileage 62: moving time 5.29

Had a terrible time sleeping given a terrible headcold. Not only that, the sprinkler system was on in the city park, routinely spraying my tent for a number of hours. The ride to Kremmling was a long uphill in the sun and into the wind. The headcold sapped my strength and I barely made it in. Too bad I felt so bad as the ride was actually nice. By the time I arrived in Kremmling I was exhausted: I was too sick to eat - drank as much as I could, took Nyquil, and went do bed. I did take time to order new clips for my bike shoes. I had worn out the originals, primarily, I believe, by pushing off on them too often during frequents stops and starts on the uphill climbs.

Thursday
Slept in most of the day, taking time only to collect my clips and to do the wash. I managed some food but was not interested in eating.

Friday
Mileage 38: 3:57 travel time.
With my endurance under seige by this cold, I decided to take it easy the next two days and rode only to Silverthorne today. Tomorrow I will only ride twenty miles or so to Breckenridge, the last stop before the pass. The Rockies were in my face all day, a constant reminder of Sunday's climb over Hoosier Pass. I felt a bit better but am still weak.