I think anything with mayo is out. Ever. Blech.
My ex husband ate a full Thanksgiving dinner then went on a MTB ride with me (not a ride on a mountain bike, a mountain bike ride, off road, on a technical, hard, climbing trail). At some point, he told me to go ahead. When he caught up with me, he said he felt a lot better, having enjoyed (his words) his meal again.
Sport blocks of any sort kill me.



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