OK. Well first off, I would like to apologize for not posting anything for the last week. I meant to, but I had a freaky stomach whatsit, and was throwing up all week.
The image below has been my glorious companion for most of last week.
Now, I realise most of you probably don’t want to know what happened to me or how, but since you are reading MY blog, I am going to tell you anyways.
It all started on Tuesday the 17th. I was feeling good, and I was about to do my first training session in about 6 weeks, so no biggy. OK. So that day I had school, which went great. I came home and had dinner. After this, I went to training.
Now, this is where it starts to get a little… funky 🙂 I got to training and my coach told me I would have quite an easy session: 3 x 300m at full pace. That may seem easy, but it’s not.
I did one run and I started to lose vision, got a headache, and didn’t feel well. After that, I did my second run, having assumed that it was caused by the normal lactic acid being annoying. I fell over, crawled about 10 meters off the track, and started throwing up everywhere.
For the next five days, my companion (see picture above) was very helpful. We finally realised I wasn’t getting better, so we went to a doctor. The Doc gave me tablets, and I now feel right as rain.
And that is the reason you are reading this, instead of my usual filth. 🙂
Garrett Taylor 
…speaking of TMI…er, well, yes, it is YOUR blog.
Considering the July and early August you had, I’m surprised the running didn’t do you in. We DID try to find a measured track here, but — well, OKC’s schools simply aren’t as accessible as they were. Junkies, Pushers, homeless trying to get into vacant buildings, kids looking for a place to party (and that doesn’t mean what it did when I was 15. You can take THAT to the bank.)
Glad it’s over, G-Man. Give us an update on your weekly training sessions and competitions, too; guess that’d be on another page. We’re missing you on this side of the pond — I haven’t had an urgent phone call from ANY of your cousins, pleading to get together. All that was about you.
Stay well, do good work, and keep smiling.
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