An update no one asked for

It wasn’t until I was in the back of Kelly’s car as she zipped through the winding roads of Cuchara that I realized something was wrong.

I got such bad car sickness that I felt car sick for five days after that. And normally, I’m fine in cars. I hate boats, but cars are just fine. For five days, I couldn’t train. Too much movement made me dizzy and then nauseous. It was like a 5-day hangover. What I’d been dealing…