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If you're a large woman in America, your whole life is an opportunity to feel self-conscious, embarrassed, resentful and way too big. You can hide in the corner or on the couch, you can go to therapy, or you can put on your lycra bike shorts and get out there and move.
—Jayne Williams, Slow Fat Triathlete

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March 28, 2006

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Lawn TikiI was riding the scooter over to drop off the sample knitting last night when I started to feel queasy. My stomach and I are never on the best of terms, and it's been really rough lately.

Still, I had a great bicycle ride home. Very very slow, but pleasant and not too excruciating, even though the tires were soft.

Anyways, I'm on the scooter, and I'm thinking it's nerves. Even as I'm getting better about commitments, agh.

By the time I drop off the knitting, I'm feeling pretty bad. And on the ride home, I'm feeling the old am-I-going-to-vomit-into-my-full-face-helmet? Am I going to make it home?

I did. But I feel pretty crappy. I'm feeling past the worst of it, but my insides hurt something awful. Hopefully this is just a momentary blip.

Posted at March 28, 2006

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Hope you are feeling better!

Posted by: neca at March 30, 2006 7:33 AM