It all started with a can of Jelly Belly's. . .

People send us random boxes of goodies, and boy do we enjoy them! Each person is looking for some of these and a piece of that. . . when one person gets a box, we all get a box. In our latest box came a can of Jelly Belly's, and yes, I so claimed them!!! I had left them in the clinic, thinking a nice place for a mid day snack, when a funny feeling came over me; it was my stomach asking for the Jelly Belly's, well, perhaps it was more of a demand. I brushed it off and got ready for bed, however, my stomach was not okay with this idea. "A slight rumble should let him know I'm not kidding here", I'm more then sure these were the thoughts coming from my stomach and the rumbling began. I do not give in all that easy, I got up, grabbed a bottle of water and drank it down. . . all of it! Looking back, I think this is where it all went bad, this was not the smartest idea I've had. It was at that moment my stomach decided to get some alliances. Little did I know a bladder could be so rude! Every half hour a bathroom break, not easy on the sleeping time if you know what I mean. I know I drank a bottle of water, but this was way more then I drank. . . what the heck, really, all of this over Jelly Belly's. . . . "No, couldn't be" I reassured myself as I went back to bed.
At last I fell asleep and stayed that way, for a little bit. My alarm went off at 5 as it does every running day, I get dressed and I'm off to meet up with my running partner. Everything is going just fine, the thought of Jelly Belly's is no where in sight, when on our final lap my stomach gives a slight rumble; "Keep dreaming dude" is all I had to say about that. Total self control and I was going to snack on them later today, maybe even after lunch. . . who knows. I'll tell you who knew, my gosh darn stomach. . . .that's who! After brushing my stomach off this time he kick the bladder into over drive and for fun invited my bowels. . . the run had turned into a night mare! No way, the closes bathroom was a good couple of minutes away; and I didn't bother to tell my partner where I was going, I just made a sharp turn and off I went. I think I was running faster at that point in time then on the track. Needless to say, I made it with good time, which gave me some extra time to reconsider the Jelly Belly offer my stomach had made me last night. Come to think of it, Jelly Belly's didn't seem all that bad all of the sudden.
As I walked down the hallway of the hospital eating some Jelly Belly's out of a can covered in sweat, I got many looks. . . and yep, I just smiled and ate! Later I was asked if I was eating Jelly Belly's right after running; "Yes, yes I was", and when they asked why all I could say was, "It all started with a can of Jelly Belly's". . . and walked away laughing. I don't think I will be brushing my stomach off any time soon!