I would not have chosen to end the year with a family-wide, brutal flu but upon reflection it seems inevitable. In theory we have a childbirth ed class at the birth center on Thursday. our first. In practice we don't think they have any sign-ups yet. The difference between "theory" and "practice" is installing the 5.1 receiver, subwoofer amp and 50" 4k LCD sitting behind me at the moment. Which is the sort of thing I should normally be all over but today is the first day in 4 days I've had the strength to make coffee. Or type in paragraphs. There's something heartbreaking about a four-year-old that can't stop coughing. The coffee smells good, which is promising. yesterday I had four slices of bread. The day before I had a granola bar. The day before that I lost my 450-day logging streak on MyFitnessPal by not eating anything. No that was the day before. If you're curious as to which is better for weight loss, four days of flu kicks the ever-loving shit out of 3,000 miles on a bicycle.