As those who read here know, I have stared a “journey”. One week into this, and the best thing I can say is my ass is sagging. My jeans are drooping in my ass. Why my ass? not my belly that -could- shrink, no I’m losing in my ass. No I know this is a good thing, and I am glad about all of this, however…Irony is hitting me pretty hard.
The upside is I am finding myself having a lot more energy, to the point Adele is on my tv, “on demand” and I am happily writing, but more than that I am noticing I do have more energy, the only absolute shitty side of it is…the metallic taste in my mouth when I eat certain foods. It seems to be random, and not make much sense but if there is a “cream” to it so far that seems to be okay. So cheese, milk, and ranch dressing does seem to make things eatable, beyond that it is difficult to say.
I am constantly bloody thirsty, drinking gallons of liquid like I am a camel in the desert, I am struggling to eat 1200 calories a day, so my body doesn’t think I am starving in the desert and make me keep the weight I am trying to lose. The other side of things, I am not having to shave my beard as often as I have been, that is a good side affect. Granted the fact my ovaries feel as though they are punching me when I wake up in the morning leave me wondering what the what the fuck?
This week has brought out, I suppose the artistic person in me. I have been obsessed with drawing tree’s, and the like. Yesterday was a canopy of swirls
Seen here, and dedicated to Benjamin, you know who you are.