Delicious Covonia

 

Yes, my interminable cough still sits happily on my lungs with tediously joyful abandon.  Today, I coughed up a blob of phlegm roughly the size of a ping pong ball.  Exciting times!  Sadly my hopes of the doctor giving me the Fix All Ills Pills were cruelly dashed as my doctor informed me that it was viral, not bacterial, so there’s nothing that can be done.  On the plus side, my eyes and incredibly bloodshot from all the coughing so I can possibly make a career as an extra for the next 28 Days Later sequel.

But enough about my ailing health (afterall, got to leave something to talk about on the next blog update…) there is some splendid news!  There will be free food at Cannock Chase on January 2nd!  All you have to do is meet at Swinnertons Cycles at 10am and do some digging!

Big Build Day 2011!

 

Yes, it’s time for another Big Build Day! This time it’s to replace one of the fireroad climbs with a new singletrack ascent – the new section is currently monikered ‘Section D’. I’m not sure why I thought a deer wearing a monocle was a good idea, but still, can’t argue with t’muse.

DEFCON BRONTE

My cough has now been stomping Godzilla style over my lungs for nearly a month now.  Haven’t been out on the bike as I’m currently incapable of going two minutes without a massive coughing fit, and I imagine that bike handling would be somewhat impaired as I ride one handed, the other hand covering my mouth with a dainty hankerchief.  Waiting for the doctor’s appointment, where the doctor can look at me dismissively and say, “We don’t really like handing out antibiotics”.  WELL FINE THEN, I’LL JUST HAVE A 6 MONTH CHEST INFECTION LIKE LAST YEAR, SHALL I?

My already foul mood is somewhat exacerbated by today’s news that Kotaku got itself hacked.  Been manically changing passwords all over the shop, and fortunately Facebook picked up on the fact that someone tried to access my account in LA but there’s not been anything odd come up from that so far.  If I try to sell you viagra, a degree, acaia berries, watches or a Russian Bride – that’s not me, that’s an oik with too much time on their hands.