I don't think that's what they meant by "feel the burn."

So, I've taken a couple extra days off, tacking them onto the weekend.
And I've been eating healthy.
Eating healthy is always a bad thing for me to do.
Why? you ask.
Because my fabulous body no longer tolerates "healthy" food.
For instance, I got some raisins yesterday and completely forgot that raisins are just dried grapes and that grapes, well, let's just say I don't need Metamucil if I'm eatin' the grapes.
I've spent most of this evening vaulting for the toilet.
That's why I'm up so late on a Sunday, blogging away while my gut gurgles like a still about to explode.
At times like these, I really wish I kept some Pepto in the house.
My bottom feels like someone's shoved a hot poker up it.
Still alive and feeling the burn. - G.