I Must Be Really Sick...
… or I’ve subconsciously slipped into spring training mode. Today was the first time that I can remember where I was barely able to stomach a half a pizza. I normally can eat 3/4ths no problem, and most days I can eat a whole one. Today at lunch the second piece was agony to finish - all the grease, seemed so heavy, just felt bad going down.
I guess this is my body’s way of telling me to shape up. I’ve actually been in bed at a decent hour every night and the latest I’ve woken up is 7:30 and today I woke up at a quarter to 7 beating my alarm up. I guess now that my body’s back in a circadian rhythm, it wants good food.
Here comes Gallup tomorrow!