My first sickly day...

These last few weeks have been awesome. I have felt great besides the random bouts of gas, indigestion and fatigue. Today was not the case. I woke up early feeling fine, let Shirley out to pee and then it hit me... My stomach started turning and I started sweating and lets just say I spent the next 20 minutes in the bathroom. I didn't puke but I definately did not feel good. I had to get Tom up to get me some water but after that and a nice cold shower I felt good enough to make it to work.

These past few weeks I still had myself convinced that I would be able to do the Muddy Buddy race with Tom this coming weekend. After this morning I had to tell Tom that I wouldn't be able to do it. The race starts at 8am and its an hour car ride there. After what I felt like at work today, the jossling of the mountain biking and the possibility of someone crashing into me on my way down a hill I figured I would take every one's advice against it. Luckily, Tom was able to find a friend from his school, one of the 100 Mike's we know, to take my place as his buddy. I still plan on riding along and cheering them on, but I think my place is on the sidelines until next year.

I am still hoping that I will be able to keep up with my running for a little while longer though. It is one of my only sources of stress relieve and I truly enjoy it. I think that I will just have to start getting up earlier and taking my time getting ready in the morning... We shall see.