This Stomach Bug Could Be the Best Diet Plan Evah

So much for it being a 24 hour virus, instead; I’m going on day three with the rumbly in my tumbly as Winnie the Pooh would say.

I haven’t thrown up since Tuesday night but, everything I eat still goes through me in record time, if you know what I mean and, wow, my bad; hope you weren’t eating when you read that because I know you know what I mean.

On the bright side, my appetite is about as low as it’s ever been and so a diet is really easy to stick to right about now. On the not-so-bright side, this morning I felt too weak and exhausted to go to Pilates so, my muscle tone is definitely going to suffer.

I hate stomach flu.

Hopefully, I will be completely healed by tomorrow when we travel to a nearby town for our last (Hallelujah!) wrestling tournament of the season. I would prefer not to have to jog to the restrooms every five minutes if I can help it although, hey! Jogging is a form of exercise! Maybe my muscles won’t turn to complete jello before this thing runs its course.

And, speaking of things running their course; Good Friday is a week from today which means that, as of noon next Saturday, I will be reunited with my long-lost lovah, Diet Pepsi. I’m planning to run to the nearest bottle of the magical elixir. In slow motion. With the wind blowing through my hair and my arms outstretched.

Diet Pepsi, I’ve missed you so.