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Evil BBQ


To celebrate my boyfriends birthday we had a small BBQ and in typical Murphey fashion, I bought enough food for a football team.  In my brilliant plan to have everything prepared, I decided we should cook it all up and just eat it all week.  That’s probably been my worst decision in a while.  Currently the thought of a hot dog or hamburger makes me want to yak.  Hindsight 20/20, I should have put half the stuff in the fridge and or freezer right away, but I kept it out with all the other bbq stuff for a while.  Im not sure exactly what went wrong, but my stomach cant take it and thus I have felt like poo all week.  The worst part was my workouts.  With 4 days of rest, I expected to come back and feel full of energy but that couldn’t have been farther than what happened.  Every kick, every punch, I had to pull from the bottom of my toes.  And then try and not vomit, because my dizziness is getting worse.  So I already have a plan for what we are eating next week to get my training and stomach back on track.  My experiment for the week will be Lemon Butter Chicken by Amy at Low Carb High Style and I only say experiment because its a test if we like it.  Also on the menu are meatballs from my friend Shannon and then an Orange (creamy not asian) Chicken recipe that my mom used to make.  Also sitting down now for a bowl of Pho because that always makes my stomach better and I have a ton of things to get done this weekend so there really isn't time for a pitty party.

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