God I hate my stomach. I was at the IM running on the track. At the end of my first mile, I did my usual gagging thing. It usually stops after one or two heaves but this time I threw up. In my hand. All over my shirt. On the track. Fuck. I've never been so embarrassed in my entire life.
On another note, I am working on a self portrait in drawing right now. These pictures don't really do it justice as its on white paper (not yellow as it appears in the crappy webcam pics), and the paper is slightly bent, making my chin appear way longer than it really is. Enjoy anyway! I'll post more when its completely done.
I'm gonna go shower.
On another note, I am working on a self portrait in drawing right now. These pictures don't really do it justice as its on white paper (not yellow as it appears in the crappy webcam pics), and the paper is slightly bent, making my chin appear way longer than it really is. Enjoy anyway! I'll post more when its completely done.
I'm gonna go shower.
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I had a friend who was running down Hagadorn and vomited over the bridge into the river. And nobody even asked her if she was okay. People have no sympathy for runners.
Also, what are zucchini crunch cookies?