I started the day like this… 

I posted on my Facebook page about how sometimes I dress “cute” (by my standards) to motivate myself. Something about wearing something fashion-y like skinny jeans and boots makes a positive impact on how I feel, which makes a difference in how I eat.


But that wasn’t enough to ward off an impending stomach flu. I ended the day like this…

I’ve been in bed since 6:30pm, wishing for the illness fairy to be nice to my GI tract. I know, none if it is pretty. Isn’t it sad that I thought about how I’ll probably lose a few pounds through this? Yes, it is. I’m not perfect, I have those diet mentality thoughts sometimes too, and, 1) this is no way to lose weight, I’m sick for crying out loud and,  2) it’s not real weight loss. My innards will get replenished, as they should, as soon as I’m healed up. 


Ok, I hope I can sleep now, so that fairy can sprinkle her healing dust on me.