Day Nine: "Survival"

At the risk of sounding melodramatic, I survived Day Nine. Woke up around 8:30am and had my PCP breakfast. Things were fine until about 11:30am when I was headed to Ginza with my sister to do a bit of shopping before she left that afternoon. Then, food poisoning--or something like it. I was shivering and freezing from head to toe, and that never happens to me in Tokyo. I was going to drive to the airport, but couldn't muster it. I put on three shirts, thick wool socks, and climbed into bed. I was still freezing cold. Laid in bed all day and still ate the prescribed meals, albeit everything was pushed back a few hours. Slept some more and finally got up at 8pm feeling a little better but still weak.

I went and did the exercises. I wasn't going to skip so easily, though trying to jump rope when you have food poisoning and are drained of energy took a pretty large effort. I think a cold or even a fever I could have dealt with easier. I think this was probably partly my body trying to get used to a new diet and partly something I ate. I don't know what. Anyway, if I can get through and survive a day like this one, I am pretty sure that come hell or high water I can stick to the plan for the duration.

After that ordeal, I found myself sitting there at 930pm on a Sunday having not been able to prep food for the start of this week as I had planned. I also hadn't been able to log on to post a new entry here or comment on other people's posts. Sorry about that, everyone, I will get back into commenting from tomorrow (right now I am playing catch up on my posts). I managed to steam veggies and chicken for Monday's meals to take to work and climbed into bed around midnight. Long day...survival day.

Oh, and the obligatory Week 2 photos (Day Nine)
Added in a few more angles this time so it will be easier to compare down the road.