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| Apparently, I am very attractive to moths ... |
So, last week was a week. I already divulged some details on that, and happy to report that there were insignificant effects from the consumption of less-than-optimal foodstuffs.
Here are the current weights and measures:
Today, 9/02/26
Last check-in, 8/19/26
I'm clearly playing the turtle, or the sloth game. I'll get there when I get there. I'm pretty happy, currently, though, since I haven't had to embark on any heavy physical activity plan. Not gonna lie, I am not-so-patiently awaiting the cooler mornings, so I can start walking about the neighborhood again. I've never been particularly keen on treadmills. I am not a gerbil. I also cannot gracefully, or safely, multitask when walking on one of those things.
I'm going to hazard a guess that the tirz (let's go with that for a shortcut) is definitely increasing my ability to focus, or just burying all the psycho voices in my brain that made it hard to concentrate before. I'm on shot #5 this morning, so it's probably too soon to tell, but given the fact that I finished a scarf (knitting) in less than a month, traveled with plane changes, both ways, without any sort of panic attackage, and got most of my work caught up over the weekend, and Monday - I'd say it's helping, at the very least.
I also think it's curious that I am starting to feel actual hunger. We ate dinner last night around 4:30p, it's now 6:30am, and I can tell I'll be ready for something soon. I guess the NOT eating between meals actually is resetting my brain to be able to tell when my body needs fuel?
Other than that, still very minimal side effects, if you could even call them that.
The silence of the obsessive "diet" noise is also nice. I can promise you that "Shot Day" and constructing this update is the most time I spend thinking about any of it. The rest of the week, I'm just living my life, mostly free of bullshit. I like that.
So, yeah, that's about it.
Thanks for stopping by :)
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