Sooooo, I’ve heard a lot about these detox diets. I don’t get it. I just wait until I get the “nature’s detox” every other year. Otherwise known as the stomach flu. So the “detox” caught up with me the past few days in spite of hand washing, disinfecting wipes, lysol, and wearing my gloves in the stores while pushing a shopping cart.
There’s only so much you can do against these germs.
I really thought after the fast and furious creeping crud hit me this time I would have dropped 11 pounds. The scale is a cruel machine. Really cruel.
Well, anyway, I feel thinner. Weaker. Dizzy. Tired. Pale. And not too interested in food.
I’ll ride this gravy train as long as I can.
I’m sure my normal ravenous hunger is going to return with a vengeance and I’ll be fighting my usual battles soon.
Right now, I’m just easing back into life and food slowly. And my trips to the gym have added up to ZERO.
And when I go back to the gym, the disinfecting wipes are coming with me.
Yeah, I’m that weird.
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