Made it out of bed this morning to rode Picaro and Buck before the up and down of trotting put me right back to where I was Saturday night. And for the first time in three months here I just told Martin I couldnt. I hate riding while sick to my stomach. Flat out cannot do it. So spent most of the day in bed and asleep. Which sucked cause Id much rather be riding. But the sleep was good for me. Hung out with Alice after work, talked with friends and finishing up an old episode of Criminal Minds. Definitely a quiet day. Back in the saddle tomorrow though. Cant wait!