My last hurrah day. After this my diet narrows even more. To that I say: fuck my life. I will be cutting nightshades and nuts.
Breakfast: gf pancakes (made with almond milk), banana, peanut butter, pecans, maple syrup
Lunch: the last of the soup with nightshades
Dinner: rice, fried potatoes, chicken with blueberry and maple syrup, green beans
Dessert: grape juice and a banana
Two visits to the bathroom. One at 3:30 am and one at 12:15pm. The first time was lots and lots of quantity and very dark brown grainy and totally unformed. The second time I had a few discrete pieces, which is awesome, but they were really thin and pencil like (in that way that indicates gall bladder problems).
Worth mentioning that I did 4.5 miles of running and over an hour of weight lifting with Noah.
My whole body hurts. Every part of me. I have a headache so bad I would cheerfully beat my head on concrete just for the distraction. I feel worse and worse with every passing day. It isn’t even just that I’m hungry (though I am).
Also: now I have a fucking cold.