What a week. I took a quick (no kidding—about 50 hours, including traveling!) trip to London with my mom and was rewarded with the nastiest head cold/flu I think I've ever had, certainly in my adult life. I spent THREE DAYS in bed. I've NEVER spent three days in bed.
It was torture. Naturally they were three of the most beautiful days we've had, cool and breezy. And all the horses are going so well, and I had a ton of lessons I had to cancel… ugh. And all I could do was go from bed to the couch, and back again. Charming.