Puke puke puke puke puke. That’s the song I sing in my head to prevent me from actually doing so. I think it helps. I’m struggling with the knowledge that I have a couple months of this feeling. Oh jeez. Today I ran at lunch time and made it to that point with the help of a ginger drink. As usual, things are good for about an hour or so after and then…oh THEN the queasies come on. Bleaaaaah. Then I sing the puke song.
I go into the office this afternoon and my colleague’s like, “you don’t look so good.” Nope. That plus the Benadryl to squelch the itchies from accidentally eating something with gluten this weekend. What a day. Then 5:30pm rolls around and I head home. Time for the Powercranks workout I was going to do but ditched because I was too cold, too tired and too pukey feeling. I ate some cereal and drifted off for a light nap instead. So goes my day.