I woke up this morning at 5 a.m. and felt like someone had just punched me in the stomach.  Thinking it was “just a phase” like my digestive tract was really just a rebellious teenager, I continued to dress for my workout.  Whatever was in my stomach was now doing and Irish Jig, so I was faced with a decision:  go back to bed or face public humiliation by throwing up on myself on a stepper machine.

And like any rational human being I went to the gym.  Bed.  I went to bed.  I’ve been residing there ever since.


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16 responses to “Blah

  1. Feel better. Wait till you’re healthy to get back to it. You do t want to put yourself back in bed or send anyone else there

  2. Sorry to hear. It’s going around my work like wild fire right now. So far I’ve avoided it (knock on wood) and trying my best to keep it that way!

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