James Woods (GBR) during the men’s slopestyle final of the Sochi 2014 Olympic Winter Games at Rosa Khutor Extreme Park.

I really wanted to stay on the blog train daily here at the Winter Olympics, not only for everyone keeping up with my travels, but as a record of this experience for myself later on in life. I must confess, however, that this is the second entry I’m posting a day late. Lack of sleep is taking a toll on not only my day-to-day health, but everyone that I’m working with. To complicate matters, myself and several members of the team have come down with what we’re dubbing, “The Russian Fluuuuuuu.” Cue ominous, foreboding orchestral music, something like Tchaikovsky’s Marche Slave?

I’m very congested, coughing, and weak. Luckily, I packed a big box of DayQuil, which is at least making things manageable. Being sick here doesn’t come as a surprise to myself or anyone, because you’re commingling with people who’ve come