This is really hard to admit, and to write in a blog post, but...
I was putting away laundry tonight and noticing how exhausted I was getting. I've got this 140 pound bowling ball in my stomach, and every movement kind of deteriorates because of it.
I have done pretty well fasting, and I'd like to stick to my plan, but I think I can be even more conscientious about gratuitous sugar. I don't want to over-optimize something that is working, but I can't wait to be closer to where I want to be.
At the same time, I'm coming to my first goal, which is weighing what I weighed at the beginning of 2021.
