This morning I woke with the beginning of gastritis but by 10am it was awful and I was vomiting as the omeprazole hadn't done anything (12 hours to act apparently). I had to leave work and made my way home feeling distinctly unwell. There's a lot on at work and I suppose I must be more stressed than usual but I'm also wondering if yesterday's run was partly responsible. I had my bum bag on to carry the head torch and thinking back I ran with it on Christmas morning and the morning of May when it all started. Perhaps a waist belt is able to aggravate a sensitive gut.
No circuits this evening as even though the pain had dropped I was still very delicate.