FIRST OFF...I simply must say thanks. Haha, when I posted about that message board being unaccepting of my way kewl blog, I surely wasn't expecting you guys to turn into a bunch of protective Mama Bears...BUT...it was very awesome. Each comment brought giant smiles and giggles and even some blushing! I never think of this ratty ol' blog as meaning anything to anyone, so it was definitely flattering, guys. So...thanks!
Here's a dark weird cell phone pic to show my gratitude:
In other news, I am still low-carbing it and it's going pretty okay. I wouldn't necessarily say that I'm all IN LOVE with it yet, but...it's going okay. In theory, it seems good. Someone's like "yo, you can have a pork chop for breakfast, dawg!" And you're all "Hellz yeah, sign me up!" Then one day you have a pork chop for breakfast and you're like "shit, i see why the rest of the world has deemed this a bad idea!" Like, ouch, heartburn. So I tried eggs. Still heartburn!
I can't really do breakfast. All my life, I've been anti-breakfast! I know that's prolly (part of) the reason why I got so fat to begin with, but the heart wants what it wants! And my heart doesn't like being clogged so early in the morning. Come back at noonish. Pork chop be gone, son.
However, and I know people say this all the time, and I never believe them either: BUT...I'm really not that hungry anymore. Well, I mean, I was never hungry. I don't even know what that word really means. If I may steal a theory from the always-great YumYucky, I am mostly just GREEDY. Cravings gimme gimme gimme! But I don't really have that anymore. Well, not right now.
According to the evil message board, I'll get those feelings back after I get through this whole "Induction" thingamajig. No rush! It's nice not to be sitting at my desk trying to come up with a mathematical formula to figure out exactly how much I can eat without going over my stupid points. I just don't think about food. It's there, and I know I'm gonna eat it when it's time to eat, but otherwise, I'm not having to create equations for snacks, and that's pretty rockin'. I pretty much DON'T snack, which is also rockin' and kinda makes me hate myself. WHO ARE YOU?
Oh well, it's only day 5 and I'm usually real big on congratulating myself too quick then masterfully fucking up, so I'm just gonna say...For now, I'm doing this shit. And it's goin' alright.
In yet even more awesome news, my heart rate, it's dropping. Beginning to resemble that of a real human, even!
That's it for now. Keep on doin' what ya do.