I can tell myself I’m excited about my trip and looking forward to meeting up with new & old friends, but my stomach isn’t buying it.
Now I can down count the days until take off on one hand. I’m waking up in the mornings nauseated. I have a huge box of chewable Pepto. After I start my day my stomach calms down, only to knot itself up again as I’m getting ready for bed in the evening.
I’m exhausted from battling with myself! When my mind goes into future or past events, I do my “present moment” meditation. I think to myself “Right this very moment I am…. sitting in my chair, typing on my laptop, hearing the cat meow” If I am in a tense situation in the present moment (like driving on slick roads as has been the case recently) I remind myself this is only a small portion of the 24 hours of my day. The 30 minute drive is only .02% of the 1440 minutes of my day.
These little games work with my brain, but not so much with my stomach. I’m at a loss on how to convince my stomach to relax and enjoy the adventure.