Tuesday. Made it through the Monday madness and blues. And all I got to show for it is a tight chest and blocked nose. Is that nice? I don’t deserve to be sick. I work hard. I gym hard. I eat healthily. So what gives?? The sausage who gave me their silly germs can have them back. I can’t afford to get sick. I have a schedule. A routine. It cannot be broken. Am I starting to sound obsessive? Maybe I am.