Six days of a small amount of daily wheat and I feel wrung out, flat, tired, flu-like, hungover, can barely drag my sorry arse out of bed in time to get to work. Fark that. It's just not worth blowing a season of racing for an hour of the doc looking at my insides, to be honest. I know what makes me well, and what doesn't. I just ain't going there.
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