Food Poisoning vs. Philadelphia Marathon

Getting food poisoning is definitely a humbling experience. I can never forget the Taco Basket Incident of 1998 a day before Thanksgiving.
I had my second incident ever this past week. I was fine on Wednesday night after Ass and Abs class and shoulders workout. I went to Pine Street Pizza to buy a small cheese pizza takeout. I felt unusually tired on Thursday morning. I also felt nauseous. I threw up a little bit of liquid in the shower. I went to work anyway. I started feeling chilled on the train. I ran into a bathroom after I got off the train, and everything came out. I clogged the sink and and to use paper towels to clean it!!!
I grabbed my work laptop and headed home. Due to the mid-day shuttle / train schedule, it would be three more hours until I set foot home. Luckily, there was no projectile incident during this long trip back to the city.
I worked from home on Thursday afternoon, between bathroom trips and fever/chill body temp flux. I skipped swim practice, but managed to haul my ass to the Fins board meeting (my first as president).
My stomach was still acidic and bubbly on Friday, so I stayed home. I totally lost my appetite, so I hadn't had anything besides soy milk for the past 24 hours.
For the first time ever, I thought about canceling my marathon this Sunday. I went to Temple U anyway to pick up my bib number. I still want to run, but it will be a last minute decision.