W37, Day 6: Comforts

I'd like to start with pointing out that I did make it to the gym today and had a good workout, though I was pretty wiped out for the rest of the day.  There's something pretty lame about being ill over the weekend, because I feel like I had so much to do and no energy to do anything.  Another day off would be great because I'm still so tired, but oh well, that's how it goes.

I notice that being ill makes me want to comfort myself with the usual things:  chicken soup, cozy blankets, lots of liquids...and food.  Yesterday I woke up with the thought, "I'm sick, I want food."  I stayed on track with my calories, but all day I just wanted to eat in between the bouts of sleeping and lazing about.  Somehow my brain just makes the connection that food = feel better, even if it really doesn't.  I had some chocolate tonight though, just in case it is the feel better cure.

Some of this was tonight's prescription for good health.  Hope it kicks into effect before tomorrow so I'm revitalized and ready for work.