I had an allergy related infection start at the back of my throat yesterday. I’ve been fighting it as best I know how. It did manage to get into my sinuses, but the sore throat I’ve kept at bay and it’s about gone (gargling hourly with hot salt water is your friend). Between that and the off-n-on rain, I’ve not been able to ride for a week or so. Poor bike sits there looking lonely, and my legs are going soft on me.
We are in a bit of dead time. It’s not as if nothing is happening, but it’s things we cannot see, and won’t be told. There are little glimpses, but the real battle is out of sight from us. Stay the course; the Lord is hardly taking a break like I need to now and then.