How Embarrassing!

Here's a copy of an email I sent out to two of my good friends in California after THE MOST MORTIFYING MOMENT EVER! Do you think I should write in to YM magazine? Anyway, some background information that you might want to know: Kat and Lorraine work in the gym where I worked when I was in California. Kat is a powerlifter and Lorraine is an ultraendurance (like 50-100 miles) runner.

Kat, do you remember that time that you told me that you'd never thrown up from working out and it seemed like fun...? Well it's not. I speak from experience! Today I decided to run 10k at the gym (the streets here aren't very good for running). So I ran and ran and ran for an hour. Fine, normal right? I've done it a million times. When I finished I was feeling a little icky. I figured I would walk a bit and be fine. But it got worse. So I stood for a second. It wasn't looking good. So I tried to make a run for the bathroom, but I puked. Right there in the middle of the exercise floor. I tried to get it in my towel... but then I puked again. And again. And finally I made it to the bathroom and puked again. They pulled one of the female aerobics teachers out of a class to go into the bathroom and make sure I was fine and everyone was asking me if I was dizzy. HOW EMBARRASSING! I don't know how I'm ever going to be able to show my face there again! I should have gone running in the street. The street is a perfect place to puke. Everybody does it. But not so much on the exercise floor...