Not going crazy in Argentina

I have a confession. These past few weeks I have been struggling about Argentina. Stomach churning with anxiety, mind swimming. Wondering. Questioning. Doubting. Catastrophizing.

I have been on such an awesome, strict diet. Calculating, excel spreadsheeting, cooking, weighing, measuring, portioning, Tupperware-ing. Going to the gym, getting in my sleep, keeping to myself, staying focused, staying in my routine.

…Then to think of going on a trip, where I will not have the same routine, sometimes I will not have control over my food, ...

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