On Monday I was stricken by some type of powerful virus. Whatever it was, it began the day before and left me laid out in bed without any appetite all day Monday and Tuesday.
It’s Wednesday now and I ate my first solid meal after surviving on one bowl of soup on Monday and 3 cups of fat-free yogurt on Tuesday.
Like clockwork, I dragged my tired azz to the gym and did a light workout (weights) and weighed myself. The verdict? 167.2 pounds.
I’ll take 168, which is great being that I was 3 pounds heavier before I got sick.