So I'm in las Vegas for a trade show. Felt sick as a dog yesterday. Bent over the disgusting toilet in the plane thinking I was going to puke (i didn't). Went to bed at 5.30 last night. Here's the thing. I was almost glad to be sick because I didn't feel like eating. How messed up is that? I feel better this morning. Lets see if I can be nice to myself & track my food today.
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