The last 24 hours have been pretty awful. Actually, just the last 22 hours, the drive to the airport was fine. And just a $10 tip to get my bike on the plane is anyways nice. Then it started.

I had maybe the worst flight of my life and I’ve flown a bunch. I went to the very back of the plane and purposely sat with my left arm against the window to free my right shoulder. Soon a guy came and sat in the isle seat. Then right when they were about to close the door, a huge couple came in. The woman was much bigger than the guy. And, of course, they came to the back and she “sat” in the middle seat, next to me.

There is no way she could fit in the seat. Her rolls on her stomach hung over the armrests. Then her arms extended even more. 1/3 of “my space” was occupied by her arm. Thus, I felt like I had to try to shrink and I did this by curling in my shoulders inward. Pretty soon, my bad shoulder was aching badly.

Eventually, my lower back joined the shoulder and started seizing up. I had to pee, but there was a zero percent chance that the woman beside me could extract herself from her seat.

I don’t ever get claustrophobic, but I did on that plane. I started sweating and getting sticky. I found myself looking at my watch every couple minutes. It seemed like time was standing still. I endured this for exactly 2 hours and 41 minutes and it seemed like days.

I had anticipated getting at least two hours sleep. I got zero. Worse than that, I was stressed the whole time.

I got to California and my bags arrive, which is another highlight. I had barely enough time to walk to the flight, the bag guys did a good job. But, while I was waiting for my bags, I started feeling weird. Sick at my stomach, dizzy, etc.

So, long story short, I’ve been laying in bed for the last 15 hours, with the stomach flu I guess. I don’t get the flu much, so I’m not exactly sure, but it is horrible. Stuff coming out both ends at random times. I haven’t eaten anything in 24 hours now. I have drank a few glasses of 7 up, though.

I thought that maybe the issue was beet juice. Trudi made me a big glass of beet juice before I left. But, she drank it and is fine. I’ve never had beet juice and I doubt I will anytime soon again.

It’s supposed to be in the upper 70’s here today and I think I’m just going to be in bed all day. The one thing positive, it is a super fast weight loss program. I was going to try to lose 2 or 3 pounds before Louisville. That is already gone, plus some. There is always a silver lining I guess.

Yesterday morning, this was the searches people used to get to my blog. Wow.

It tasted pretty good going down, but not so good the other way.

I knew it was going to be bad when I saw this approach.

The connecting flight, I had this little guy screaming the whole way. I didn’t mind that much.