This past Sunday night, Zack got sick with some stomach problems. He threw up early on in the night, then had more stomach issues throughout the day while he tried to ride to Greenville out of Southlake. Was it all the Tex-Mex and BBQ we ate? We’ll never know because we eat so many different things everyday. He sat out for most of the ride on Monday, and was back on by Tuesday.
THEN 2 nights ago at 12:30am, I wake up with uneasiness in my stomach. This begins an interesting 36 hours. I knew what was coming, because I had experienced this back in November. I was sleeping in the same room as Zack, so I told him I was probably going to throw up soon. He was half awake in our conversation and I realized that when he said “Aww man…I’ll pray for you guys” hahaha.
I left to get a small trash bin and moved into the hallway because the room was freezing cold. I knew the crawfish etouffee the Mahoneys served us had to come out, but I kept holding it in. Finally, an hour later it happened and I washed up in the bathroom. Then I woke up 2 hours later at 3:30am and did the same thing…sigh. The last time this happened, I couldn’t even hold in the liquids I drank afterwards to rehydrate, so I barely or didn’t drink anything. My stomach was still uneasy, and I got one more hour of sleep before the team woke up at 5am.
I rode in the van with Josias for the day. Missed out on 86 miles, oh well. Strike me off the list of riders that rode every possible mile (Emily is the final survivor)! I wasn’t too bummed out about that, would’ve been cool but this tour is definitely more than riding every mile. Anyways, I waited in the car while Josias did some groceries at Albertsons, and hurl #3 happened in the parking lot. I was afraid of having to do that because I didn’t think I’d have anything left, and didn’t want to dry heave, but I guess there’s always stomach acids…blah. I got a Gatorade to sip on throughout the day (barely drank any of that). Towards lunch I nibbled on a banana at a rate of about 1 banana/hour.
We arrived at our destination in Arkadelphia. Just to let you know, I was totally STOKED for this day, because Jessica’s family was coming up and rented a place at Lake Degray Resort and brought a jet ski!! I wasn’t 100%, but I wasn’t going to miss out on this opportunity. I pretty much tried to preserve all my energy (because dinner had came out, didn’t eat breakfast or lunch) for this afternoon…and it was AWESOME! Mr. Mahoney took Josias and I out on the first ride and ran us hard on the water. Then he took us to a 10′ cliff to jump off of. That was my first time cliff jumping, scary at first (because I’ve seen some bad videos…) but so fun.
On the way back, Josias and I both got a chance to drive the wave runner, which was my first time ever. Man it was a blast, doing 360s and such. After that, the family prepared more cajun goodness: jambalaya and corn! Pretty simple food for me to digest thankfully, basically rice and some beef. Ate what I thought I might be able to handle.
Weather got real gusty as a storm was coming, and waves got choppy…so Mr. Mahoney took me and Zack out for a ride! I rode in the back, holding onto a leather strap. It was basically like bull riding on water — I’m pretty sure we got at least 3 ft of air hitting some of those waves!
All my dinner stayed in, phew. Woke up this morning, ate a small breakfast, and rode 62 miles. Last 27 miles were blistering hot with 100+ temps by 1pm when we rode in.
Maybe it was your prayers. Maybe it was a rapid metabolism that causes a rapid recovery. Who knows? Only God.