Took a turn for the worst last night and when we came back from the cafe I had to go straight to bed. Felt terrible. I've hardly eaten now for three days. Still, I had herbal tea and watched lots of episodes of Arrested Development so it was ok.

I've missed so many training runs now (well, three) and it makes me feel anxious. I know I'm still relatively near the beginning of my schedule, but up until I came to the States I had only missed one run in six weeks. Being so inexperienced I have no idea whether this matters or not, but it feels like it does.

Feeling a little better today though, but still really nauseous. I even managed a slow 45 minutes on the treadmill this afternoon, amazingly. This was after I interviewed Carl Newman of the New Pornographers feeling all the way through like I was just about to vomit in his lap. First night of SXSW tonight. I just wish I felt 100%.