I'm fasting, sun-up till sun-down. I've lost my mind. When fasting is mentioned, I automatically begin making deals with myself: vegetables, vegetables sound DELICIOUS, I'll eat more veggies. Good fat? I'm all over it.
My fat pants, which in the grand scheme of things aren't that fat, are fitting snug. I will not purchase larger pants, nope.
So, I believe I will fast more often, reset my body, and know gratitude as the sun sets, and I will SLOWLY prepare and enjoy dinner.
No gluttony.
Tubby.
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