I think I may have developed a wicked case of the stomach flu, and I'm sure Intense Barre Chord Training is to blame. One can only contort their arm and strain their elbow into so many painful positions before the rest of the body strikes back. It's kind of like a Star Wars movie, only my thumb is Darth Vader, ready to dampen the E string at any given moment. I suppose that would make my stomach the Millenium Falcon, ready to give back its contents -- pretty much on command, as I've discovered -- at light speed.