Beginning today, Jerry and I both have the next 4 days off. Suh-weet! So, this morning it was great to have him home with Norah while I went for a solo run. I thought that since I was by myself, I'd do 4 miles, instead of the standard 3, but part way through the run, my stomach conspired against me.
I don't know what was wrong -- I'd had the same breakfast I always do and, sure, it was hot but no hotter than usual -- but I felt so nauseous that I had to walk for a bit. And for just a few seconds, I actually thought I might upchuck. Thankfully, the walking helped, my tummy righted itself and I resumed running, but I decided to just stick with 3 miles instead of adding the extra mile.
I ran the rest of the way just fine, no stomach retaliation, so I don't know what the dealio was.
On the plus side, when I got home, Jerry had made muffins with fresh strawberries! He's an excellent house husband.