If You Can’t Take The Heat…

In the continuing effort to keep rockin’ my smokin’ hot bod, I went for a walk after work yesterday. Temperatures were in the low 90s, so I kept the walk/jog to three miles. (I only jog the hills.)

I was maintaining a decent pace, and after my first hill jog, I started to feel… uneasy. I’ve been walking for a while now, and the three mile trek I was on usually takes me less than forty minutes.

Yesterday was different.

I was sweating more than normal, but I brought a bottle of water to keep cool. About a mile and a half in, though, my stomach started to hurt. A lot. I felt like I was going to simultaneously barf and break into the poops at the same time.

Barfing won…

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