the disaster at day 20

(the follow up to you had better not have) 

and guess what(?)

I am doing math while biking and sure enough it is all beginning to add up wrong.  Three days ago I began a sort of not feeling well which I chalked up to the book I was reading- it was about the Spanish Flu outbreaks during The Great War. Hey don't laugh I get really into the books I'm reading.  I swear I got pregnant studying human embryology, well perhaps I wasn't studying the whole time.
BUT my muscles all hurt, my joins feel wrong, I have zero energy, and I have a headache that never fully leaves.  This unwellness has been accompanied by the idea I might have a fever or that it is simply summer in Utah, hard to tell which.  But the absolute agony of riding my bike across a flat surface struggling to keep up with Beach who was testing the lower limits of coasting was something even me as a infamous bad biker could not ignore.  June 25 or 26 add 5 to 6 days to end the month and today is >CRAP<  Are you kidding me?!?!?!

Guess I know who I'm going to see Monday morning....