I got sick yesterday. I tried to keep the faith that it was just a weird side effect of tapering, but in the evening while in the car here to Holstebro it became clear that it was a nasty little virus I had, not excessive physical freshness.
As I'm writing this I should have been out on my bike racing after a kick-ass swim, going on to a great run, but no such luck.
It sucks! And it makes me sad.
The only upside to it all is that I can get on an earlier train home and be on Copenhagen Central Station at 17.19, 6 hours earlier than the original plan.