All my shift last night. Several sprints to the loo and the remainder of the time I had my head on the desk, quietly weeping and braying to myself into the fake grain of my grotty desk.
I managed to hold down a few Ritz crackers and some rice. A considerable truimph. Must remember seasickness pills for next time. I stupidly thought I'd be ok...which of course means I shall be punished every time we are corkscrewing through swell.
Today all that remains is a throbbing headache. Partly from not eating and partly from not drinking enough water. My decreased water consumption is somewhat deliberate. I can't bring myself to use the loo downstairs too often :x Ick!
My joints ache a bit from lack of movement, I really do need to dig deep and find some motivation to get to the gym. Of course, I just want to go to my OWN gym and see MY horse and ride MY bike! How childish *lol*
I am making do with regular viewings off all the Quadi pics and vids I brought with me. I have been watching the videos of my riding a lot, I am starting to see where Kate sees what I'm doing wrong. I suppose there's hope for me yet.
I also have some Monty Python with me to cheer me up :D Simple things for simple people!