This morning when I woke up I was not feeling any better, but I had nothing else in my system to get rid of so at least I had that going for me. I didn't upset that balance and kept my stomach empty. Despite not feeling great I at least wanted to go to the triathlon and do as much as I could. I started the swim feeling pretty crappy. In the 750m swim I threw up three or four times. Yuk! I was one of the first people out of the water, stumbled to my bike and started on the 20k bike ride. At least the ride was mostly flat because being in drop position is a lot like the fetal position and that allowed me to get through the ride. By the end I was inadvertently groaning in pain every few hundred meters. I dropped my bike in the transition area, thew on my running shoes and headed off down the road. I made it a few hundred meters- all the way to a bathroom- and that is where my triathlon ended.
Aside from being sick, it was a beautiful day and Michel ended up getting 3rd place in his division and Calin was announced as a winner despite not even coming to the race (she's still injured). Michel's family came to watch the race and we all had a lovely lunch (I ate bread and water). The after party was awesome although I wish I weren't so sick and was able to enjoy the dance floor a bit more.
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