Don't You Just Hate It When People Insist on Telling Their Dreams?

Another Turbo dream last night. Don't ask me why I have recurring Turbo dreams because I DON'T KNOW! This time I was at a meeting with Turbo. For some reason we were in a convalescent center. We were sitting at a table by the window, and the room was filled with old people in wheelchairs. The doctors came over to us and showed me my personal "training plan." It included me taking some antidepressant drug. Turbo agreed with the doctors that I should be on this drug. At first I thought it was because not only was it an antidepressant, but it must also be some sort of cycling performance enhancing drug. When I asked Turbo about it he told me that he just wanted me to take it so that I wouldn't be too hurt when I lost races. How rude!!!

Anyway, back to reality...

I'm starting to feel better. The exhausting fatigue is starting to lift. No thanks given to the doctors! They just keep running tests and telling me I'm normal. I've pretty much taken my health care into my own hands, and it seems to be working. Hopefully once I add some hard riding back into my schedule I'll still continue to feel better. Cross your fingers for me!