I've felt 'off' all day. Not sick, just wrong. It's weird, 'cause the word that you need to describe it at work is sick, but it wasn't sickness. Just grossness.
Feeling a little better now.
Watching Biggest Loser Finale. I can't believe what they look like.
I'd go in it, but then I'd need to get time off, and I doubt the government looks kindly on, "I need time off so that I can stand in my underwear with my fat rolling over them on national TV." I also think I could never command respect again.
But who cares? I'm lighter than I've been in ages. Since 2004 I think.
And it's still leaving my body!