This weekend was supposed to be brilliant... borrowed a Honda CRM250 from a friend at work to join some guys offroad riding + bbq close to Mt Fuji. Been more than a year since I've been on a offroad or mx-bike and I was mighty much looking forward to this, especially since I've seen pictures of their earlier trips and it always looked like great fun. Got everything ready friday evening for an early take-off on saturday, my mx-boots finally got to get inside from standing on the balcony for 10months, googles where properly cleaned and lucky underwear brought out. During the day however I felt kind of weak and rubbish and when I after preparing my gear finally checked my temperature I had 38.4... WTF. Had I believed in God I would have been seriously pissed off with his ill-timing, but as it stands now I could just surrender to nature, stay at home, listen to an audiobook, watch motoGP qualifying and Argentina-Germany... not happy.
