Wednesday

I am feeling surprisingly competent albeit sick and a little overwhelmed. Got up early and combobulated myself, then took a taxi to Chelsea Piers, did my 30 as 2:1 on the track, dropped book and Xmas card belatedly for Josh, cleaned out locker (it expired early Dec. but I guess these nice commercial gyms give you more leeway than college ones would!) and took another taxi home. It is brutally cold outside and even breathing in the air is sending me into fits of coughing - I am at the raw-lungs-and-much-phlegm stage. Some errands to do at the office, then 2:30 meetup in midtown to start our interviewing. What I really feel like doing is going back to bed of course!