a case of the pukes

uhoh. wondering if one is building up right now. i am going to try to hold it together. so it seems as though i maybe had some food poisoning. i remember sorta waking up a few times last night thinking, wow, i feel like i am going to lose it but also, like, huh? that doesn't seem right. then shore 'nuffs 6am hit and it all came tumbling down. or projecting out i guess would be more like it. nonstop. i swear i was even puking out of my ears it was so bad. it started as just a little this and that, and then it got into all of that and some more. puke was getting caught and a few times i was pretty sure it was cutting off my air and i was going to choke to death. if i am standing up with i puke, is that possible? oh it was horrible. eventually i was empty but i managed to sleep on and off until about 630pm. at around 4pm i had a 1/2 an english muffin but it was scary. i was worried! but it made me feel uneasy and i think that's why i managed to sleep another 2 and 1/2 hrs. i was sipping heed all day, as i assumed that the 6lbs i had managed to lose since the morning before were sadly not all fat but instead some combination of stuff that was not helping my situation, the heed in tiny sips tasted good and refreshing, plus it stayed down. ive had the food poisoning twice before that i can remember. once, a long long time ago, i went to seaotter. i was going to race! i had quit my job and had been riding my bike like crazy. it was the fittest i had ever been up until that point. eric had been in arizona, we had only been dating a little while but i was excited to see him in the CA. a big group of us went down to race and it was going to be a great weekend! then the night before the race we went to some place and burritos and carrot juice. and then i got the pukes. it was bad, especially since we were sharing a room with other people, too. i blame the whole beans on the burrito and to this day won't eat them. eric says it was the sour cream, or maybe the carrot juice, which i was a huge fan of, but again, won't touch since then. i couldn't race in the morning. instead, eric made up a bed in the back of his van and i slept. through the whole race. :( for most of the day even. the next time was after going to the luau which i don't think exists anymore. everything was fine and dandy, but then the next morning, there i was at work laying on the bathroom floor. ?? i was recently married and everyone thought i was el-preggo but no. just puking. i went home, but not before managing to puke all over myself in the car. good fun. i was supposed to go to work today but i couldn't. i am supposed to race tomorrow but can't. not properly hydrated or fuels. omg, i did eat 3 pieces of pepperoni pizza just now!! but that isn't good enough. plus i still feel like ass. better, but still like ass. we are still going to go, eric is going to race, but i am going to use it as a workout. just to tool around along the course, maybe i will offer to sweep! but its a 3mile run, 17 mile bike, 3mile run. we'll have to see how it goes. gah!! the thought of a clif shot right now.... the other day i was supposed to ride my tri bike for 90 minutes. i was supposed to ride outside but eric was out of town and i am a wimp and it was kind of cold and i get freaked out about things when eric is out of town so i came home and did it on the trainer. it was torture. i am a fan of the trainer. i do enjoy it, but something about it on this was was terrible. not even 4 minutes in and i was like, omg, am i done yet? i slogged along. i kept my cadence high and my hr was in zn1-zn2 but i was dying. i was in my easiest gear, struggling. i was like, wow, maybe i need to lube my chain? could the track workout the day before really be affecting me this much? i got to 58 minutes and was like, NO MORE! so i swapped bikes and put my road bike on there. it was better for like 5 seconds. i only managed 75 minutes. i couldn't do any more. i loaded all my data on the computer and found i averaged 12.3 mph. i was mortified!! what was going on?? the next morning i discovered that eric had been the last one to use the trainer and had totally cranked up the resistance. i was riding up hill!! i felt a little better after that. and i had a great swim, so that was good too. now i am going to clean out my ears, i think there is still some puke in them.