I am pretty sure I must have looked like a complete psychopath on the side of the road today. Bent over my bike I was gasping and retching and in between all of that I was cursing. Not at my bike but at myself, what made matters worse is I have only gone two miles. Two freaking miles, just how out of shape am I that I actually had to stop and vomit after two miles of riding on a flat road? I am in serious trouble I think. So if you were driving down Airport Road today the fat guy puking on the side of the road was me…sorry if my cursing offended you.