Ok, so I was planning to race tonight and left on time to get to the track, but was hit with a sudden bout of "bad stomach". A little rumble and grumble gave way to total terror as I was sitting in traffic and waiting to get home. That spicy curry at the Indian restaurant on Father's Day was unhappy with me. Maybe I didn't burn the right incense or meditate correctly.
So instead of racing, I've spent the evening at home. Nervously at that. At least this little glitch in the system happened this week and not next week (I hope) when we are doing Keirin races. If I don't qualify for Nat's next week, my last chance will be the following weekend back in Encino.
Umm... gotta go...
Tim
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This story reminds me of this one time, on a ride, when out of the blue a was hit with a sneak attack of explosive... well, never mind.
You know what they call a vegetarian with diarrhea?
SALAD SHOOTER!
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