the boll weevil says hello

I'm still in Enterprise, taking an unscheduled rest day.  One thing I didn't mention in yesterday's post, I had a bad experience last night at dinner.  I felt fine when I checked into the hotel.  Tired, but fine.  But when I went across the street to get dinner at Subway, I got light-headed, blacked out, and fell on the floor.  I awoke to find myself laying on the floor in the middle of Subway, still clutching my sandwich and now-spilled juice cup, with all the Subway employees huddled around me.  "Dude, you ok?!"  They were on the verge of calling 911, but I talked them out of it.  I found this whole experience very strange because my effort yesterday wasn't any longer or more intense than all the other days.  I think it may be my body's way of telling me "Dude.  Enough.  Take a break."  Once I felt better, I ate the sandwich and went to bed, thinking I'd feel better this morning.  But when I got up this morning, I still felt bad.  Queasy stomach.  When I couldn't force down any breakfast, I decided I had no business riding a bike today.  Something weird is going on, I'm starting to think I may be fighting a bit of a stomach bug, too.  I'm feeling better now, so I'm optimistic I'll be good to go again tomorrow.  It's a shame my unscheduled rest day didn't land at the beach.