Apologies for the graphic description and TMI. The point is that I ended up with what appears to be some type of food poisoning that also sidelined me. I did manage to sleep through most of the night and thought I was well enough to go to work on Monday. Only once I got there I was uber sleepy. So I told my boss and he sent me home. Luckily we have a very strong "get your sick ass home and don't spread your germs" policy at TopFive -- in fact I'm sure that's how it's referenced in the Employee Manual.
|LeadBelly just opened in our hood,|
i'm gonna have to run a lot to eat there
So the rest of the week I felt better but my appetite didn't return until late Wednesday so even though I've done no exercise since Sunday morning's Shamrock Shuffle, my scale tells me I'm at 202 lbs today. Not the way I want to lose weight but now I do have a better appreciation of the instant gratification of anorexia if not an understanding of why one would risk the long term consequences.