So, ummm…
How to put this?
Here goes:
I’ve lost 10lbs.
In 7 days.
And my water weight is higher than it was when I was weighed my first day (they have some high tech scales that works all this shit out for you) so Sandi says I’ll lose another couple of pounds in the next 48 hours whilst my body re-stabilises. I’ve also lost 7 (count ’em) centimetres off my waist.
Un-Fucking-Believable. I knew Shaz was at the Mars bars.
Am gobsmacked. Obviously I haven’t eaten in a week, so it’s not as though I’ll keep all that off indefinitely, but it gives me a hell of a buffer for the rest of my holiday. Charlotte is thrilled as she’s hoping to see the same results plus another 5 days’ worth as she carries on her fast. She asked Sandi if she could check her own progress, but Sandi was all wise and wordly about having to wait for your body to see the process through etc.
But yeah, just amazing. With luck, I’ve lost 9lbs of brown matter, but I doubt that’s the case. I feel really good. Much stronger than I thought I would. Making it up that bastard hill in 30 degree heat after 5 days without food is something I’ll always look back on as a massive achievement. I can’t say I’ve come out here and found myself, but I wasn’t looking for myself, so that wasn’t the aim. I have had an amazing week and my body’s held up beautifully under the strain. All hail my colon.
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