I mean, the first time this happened, I thought it was unfortunate, a one-time twist of fate. But then it happened again. I'm wondering if there is some kind of poop conspiracy here.
I've been sick all day. I can't keep any food in my system. And my ass is incredibly unhappy.
And to make things even more unpleasant, I have this tomorrow:
Yup. My first triathlon in 11 months. Dear god, please don't let me shit myself.