Well I knew it was going to happen before it happened. Sunday was to be my fun day. I was going off the chart and off the record and off to the local sports bar that had reserved seating and an awesome buffet.
So, my diet, off the record, consisted of… wings, beef kabobs, empenadas, nachos, hot dogs, and a sundae with bananas foster. Washed down with Guiness and Sam Adam’s Winter Lager. How’s that for bringing it!
It’s just one day, right? It’s a sanity check. I relaxed and let it all hang out…. and paid for it. Afterwards, I felt like shit. Craptastic. I turned it early and woke up early for some … how should I say… intestinal adventures! My body gave me a big “fuck you”. Monday ended up being a half-day at work as a result.
I get it! I’ll be nice from now on, body. Damn…