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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Resolution: Chicken strips

Dear Steff,

this blog post is to remind yourself of an extremely stupid thing that you did today: you ate the chicken strips from the DH.

After consuming that chicken, you immediately felt like hurking it all back out and your insides went into major turmoil. It was like hurriane Katrina meets south eastern asia tsunami. It was bad. And it didn't stop there.

Even after several hours, I continued to feel bloated and just down right nasty. The feeling even persisted into Stretch and Technique class and impaired you from performing during your jump rope cardio. It was extremely depressing to see you only skip 10 consecutive ropes.

And now, whether it be sololy the fault of the strips or not (but we'll just say that it is), you feel like absolute shit. Moody, crummy and just plain depressed.

So Steff, next time you even think of eating chicken strips, just think of me, think of this post, and hopefully you will have learned your lesson.

Love,

Your Body.