From what I've read, it looks like the right call. The interference was against the rules, and a couple jockeys said they slowed up to avoid danger from that interference, eliminating their chance at winning.
They did suggest mixing the Golytely with Gatorade instead of water, but that still didn't do anything for the taste.
It was the last few doses that sucked completely, because by that time a.) you were pretty much already cleared out, and b.) you're just about on your way to the hospital or wherever the procedure's being done.
Fun fact: my wife made me drive to the hospital for my last scope. (She definitely did not have me drive home, however.)
Yesterday they gave us new uniforms: 2 gray pants and 5 shirts. 3 very nice ones, one just like the one Billy Mays used and a very ugly green one that I'm pretty sure was made from an old dress my grandmother use to have.