Wife is away for 2 weeks in Florida and I made my track sandwich yesterday. Started to feel nauseated about 2:00 but figured must just be first day of the season sickness that happens when you ride shotgun at 150 mph. It was a long ride home and I collapsed in bed about 6pm. Not a good night. Woke up to find this in the bread box. At least the dog didn't get sick. Ug. 1 more week to go. I'd better be more careful 
