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Holy Schnikies I’ve been busy!

On day 25 I decided to change things up a little bit. Since the beginning, one of my greatest concerns was not eating enough food. I was picking up the vibe from long-time zero carbers; however, that such a thing wasn’t necessary. So I thought I’d give it a few days not intentionally trying to eat as much as possible. I also cut salt out completely for 3 days as well as ate absolute zero carbs for 3 days (until dinner tonight).

Well, it’s hard to provide much reliable feedback, as I’ve spent 15 hours per day in front of my computer for three straight days. No diet could leave one feeling good after such a thing. In fact, I feel quite drained, run down, and toxic.

But cutting back food intake seemed to provide some relief. My skin got a little softer. Signs of inflammation decreased, and of course, the weight came falling off like crazy. I weighed in at 171.5 today ? down from 177 four weeks ago. I’m swimmin? in all my pants ? in fact, the most recent pair I’ve purchased I can barely keep on without a belt.

For the past 3 days I’ve eaten closer to 2,500 calories per day, which, for me, is nothing. In fact, six months ago I kept careful watch of my caloric intake for a week and discovered it to average over 4,000 calories per day!

This evening I was legitimately hungry for food for the first time in a long time. I had some ceviche-style fish (that had been touched by lime juice ?eeeewwww!), and could hardly get it down fast enough.

Okay, I’m tired, not just of being awake, but of staring at a computer screen. Here’s my menu for the past 3 days? What variety!

Breakfast, lunch, and dinner ? Slow-roasted bone-in ribeye, unseasoned, rare, sliced with all fat (ate 6 pounds in 8 meals total, or 12 ounces per meal on average).

Dinner tonight was the only deviation ? 3 ounces lime-treated fish, 1 cup heavy whipping cream, 3 ounces sharp cheddar

Christmas Day is the unplanned 30th day. Stay tuned for the grand conclusion. Maybe I’ll leave Santa some pemmican cookies.