It's been a rough week - the cough I've been trying to kick for about two months got worse on Sunday and things kept going downhill all week. I went back to the doctor on Friday and she sent me for chest and sinus xrays and also changed the drugs I'm taking.

I decided against racing the Delta Tri as my attempt at running on Thursday was painful and I really needed my energy for packing.

I bottomed out yesterday - after a rough night I couldn't breath or stop coughing for the entire morning. Physically and emotionally I was toast. Any other weekend I'd snooze on the couch all day but I'm moving on Thursday so that wasn't an option. Luckily I have some pretty amazing friends - Helen and Julie answered my call for help and spent a beautiful, sunny Saturday afternoon inside helping me pack.

I'm still wiped out today but the cough is better. I'm picking away at the packing that's left, it's frustrating as I have very little energy and have to stop frequently but after all the work we put in yesterday I'm feeling more confident I'll get it all done in time.