Fish Is My Meat

Exclusively. For about a week now.

Plus the walking every day and the biking in between, but mostly …

It’s about the intermittent fasting, and only eating really good food in an eight-hour (max) window each day.

Yesterday I got done with the Work about 3:30 and as I was finishing up my stomach growled. I said to myself, analytically, ‘Oh, I guess I’m hungry’.

But then my right brain chimed in and said: No you’re not. And it was right. I wasn’t. What I was, was in ketosis, burning fat instead of food because I hadn’t eaten in something like fourteen hours.

I did eat a few hours later, when I really was hungry.

One day soon I’ll check the waist number again to see if it’s doing any measurable good.

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