In summary, I feel pretty good. Which is a surprise, tbh.
Day 4:
I’m woken up by the door buzzer; not a way to start off the day. I’m tired and cranky but happy with the Super Bowl win! I made a cup of coffee and then ran out to the post office, which was a waste of time. I’m not hungry at all, but I force myself to eat a salad.
I don’t really have time for it, but I have to rehab my ankle, so I hurry to the gym for a quick treadmill workout. Am pleased I was able to run the entirety of my “challenge” song this time.
I’m STARVING for dinner and I eat a ton of food. I actually had 2 dinners. NOM.
Day 5
No. Appetite. At. All. But, I dreamt about freshly baked bread last night. Weird.
I manage a cup of coffee and 2 eggs before I go to the office. While there, I finish yesterday’s coconut milk/strawberry smoothie and eat some almonds so I don’t pass out in my meeting.
I have chicken, cauliflower rice (who am I?) and courgette for dinner. As a treat, I make banana ice cream (and by I make, I watch while Stephanie does it for me). Again, who the fuck am I? I hate cauliflower; the smell alone makes me gag. But Steph riced it, and added tumeric and something else and I ate it with forkfuls of chicken, so it was ok. The banana didn’t taste like banana, more like nice frozen goodness. I can’t stand the texture of real banana, but frozen I can’t tell.
Day 6
I wake up at 5 am, starving. I can’t fall back to sleep with my stomach growling, so I grab a handful of almonds and pass back out finally.
I wake up at 10:30 and I’m not tired or hungry. After a coffee, I run some errands and grab grapes while I’m out. I really want a coffee, but I manage without. While on the subway, I realise how clear my mind feels, and how I don’t have a headache. I’m hesitant to note this, as I am sure it is short-lived (it is), but it’s weird. Is that what “normal” feels like? It’s been so long since I’ve felt well and normal, I don’t know what to expect.
I’m starving when I get home and have eggs, bacon, and sweet potato hash.
Delish.
Before the parade comes on, I decide to go for a run. I feel really energetic, so it feels nice to be outside, even though it is cold, and even though I am the slowest runner ever. I’m pleased to find that RunKeeper and my new Fitbit Surge have the same mileage down.
I’m starving after my run and I eat chicken salad with paleo mayo, with a ton of celery to bulk it out. I’m still hungry a little later, and make another serving. I’m hesitant to do so, as I know it will jack up my calories, but I’m hungry.
I do some work and make a cup of ginger tea as it’s caffeine free, and I am FREEZING.
I have a Bailey-hot water bottle next to me, which is nice. I am exhausted and can’t wait to sleep. I hope I can make it through Wolf Hall. Speaking of, this is pretty much my reaction to everything nowadays.
