Down for the Count

Unquestionably, one of the worst illnesses I ever had in my life came this winter when I came down with the flu.  The thought of not getting a flu shot made a lot of sense to a guy who is mortified by needles and I am sure I could be quoted by several people in saying, "I'll take my chances." 

I of course paid the price.  The smart thing to do is learn your lesson even though most of us thought by now flu season was over until the dreaded swine flu seized our attention and the fate of our society depended on the Who.  Okay, maybe it's the other WHO.  Either way, who can you really trust?  I have somewhat come down with another version of the flu and am back to square one and I want to announce first and foremost to my loyal cube readers out there that I will (mark this down or bookmark) get a flu shot next year.  The misery I have dealt with in having flu like symptoms has no doubt led me down this path where I fear I can make no excuses for.  In the mean time, I will continue to check every few hours to make sure I have not grown a squiggly tail or a snout.

These last few days have inspired me to not only be confined to a very limited space due to this illness, but to continually bug my friends in their spare time and having random conversations as usual.  I of course have made the effort to gather some awesome feedback in two specific areas of my life which I will paraphrase simply as follows: 1.  My love life should be followed by Whinnie the Pooh quotes and 2. How can I have training for work when no one understands what I do in the first place.  Let me address both issues.

Keep in mind these are not quotes coming from me these are from what claim to be credible sources so bare in mind as you gather your opinions.  I by no means claim to have things figured out when it comes to women nor should I.  I am a guy so really what do we know right ladies?  But taking it to the extreme of relating my ups and downs to a bear wandering around the forest looking for honey has just hit a new low in my terms.  I will leave the rest to our faithful readers to determine your thoughts on the matter.

As for the training, if you don't know what I do by now then obviously I have done my job.  Of course this was not the exact phrasing that was used when discussing this topic, but leaving this person guessing was the number one goal and I can easily say mission accomplished.  Lets face it, asking me what I do is like asking Jack Bauer to take a minute to debrief in the middle of a season in 24.  There just isn't enough time.

On other notes, I was originally scheduled to deliver the knockout run of my career tomorrow at the Bluestone 5k, but due to these unforeseen circumstances listed above I had to withdraw my name.  I realize Lance Armstrong survived cancer and won the tour 7 times, but it can easily be said this illness I continue to battle is much greater.  Lance's words not mine.

KylesBottomLine:  I'll be back (in Terminator voice)

This is usually where a YouTube video is placed, but thanks to their awesome website for not working I was forced to have no videos in this blog.  Please everyone take a moment and write and yell at them.  Thanks.

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Running Around in Circles

I just got back from DC and I think it is only right that I mention some random highlights before you lock the computer up for the weekend.  I won't bore you with a lot of the work details other than this useless fact of my trainer telling us he wants to become a comedian and showing us this video of himself.  Other than that, most of my adventures were lead by a GPS that must have been playing the song running around in circles which I must say I am sadly disappointed to not be able to find a YouTube video of (if you find it or put the video up let me know and I will add it here).  I have to laugh even at this offer knowing how forward we are on here and the likeliness (if that is even a word) is about the chances of Milton getting a piece of cake.  

Now some of you are well aware of my horror stories with a GPS unit as the one I currently use has me spending more time in cornfields and nonexistent roads than Sanjaya's haircuts.  Alright, I apologize for making you listen to him actually sing but you get my drift.  I always get lost and this time I decided to take my dad's GPS in hopes of not continuing my streak (which by the way my streak is not looking so hot).  DC is not a place for the lost driver and I have concluded that GPS units no matter what brand or version they are can only take you so far.  I did once I got done taking a right hand turn only to have to move 3 lanes over in rush hour traffic to make a quick left in 500 feet get to see some pretty neat museums and monuments.  At some point, check out my facebook page and I should have a couple of them up.

On one last note because well what happens in DC stays in DC (cool new bumper sticker I should get credit for), I mentioned in my last post about writing about something that recently occurred to me that I felt was a good, heartwarming story with potential.  Let's face it, I'm still not going to tell it, but whatever it is about the whole situation has been just driving me crazy.  I appreciate the comments, ideas, and thoughts but still no word and still no idea on what to do.

KylesBottomLine:  Everything happens for a reason, you just have to be willing to wait for things to play out.

Never trust your GPS.

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