It's because I don't love you.

The minute out houseguests left, the VERY MINUTE, I got a cold. It's like the second I let my body relax it has to go and let in the germs. Hate those jerks. Anyway, there's been no riding or working out of any kind this week and I can actually feel myself getting softer. It SUCKS. See also: driving torrential rain in the forecast this weekend doesn't make things look any better. Guess I'll be cleaning my poor neglected hardtail this weekend. It's been mud coated since, oh, last April. God, I am the worst person alive. I can't believe I just admitted that. Sigh.