Unfortunately yesterday evening’s sickies did not get better with rest, as I was home all day with some sort of stomach virus. This means: No fruit. No newsletter. No exercise class. No Healthy Monday.
There was no fruit as all my stomach could handle was broth, boiled zucchini, and a hard boiled egg.
There was no newsletter as instead of reading scholarly articles about health I dove into my fluffy novel of love and Irish landscapes to keep my mind off my churning stomach.
There was no exercise class for me, for my body could not muster up the energy for a single sit up but instead laid in bed all day watching episodes of New Girl and Desperate Housewives.
No, this Monday was not a healthy one.