Lots of sleep.

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I think it was needed.  I can't do a whole lot else as things stand.  It's not impossibly hot, it simply is too warm when I am able to be awake and active to do much.  And there is always hope that, if I sleep just right, get caught up, and twist it around while doing so, I might end up awake at a time when I can begin to do something.  When I begin to walk, the goal is to do that on the days I eat, before I have eaten.  Any time would work, if it is cool and light enough.  And not too busy on the roads.  I can walk here in town, probably for up to an half hour... for a while.  I would probably begin getting bored with that soon enough.  But for an hour walk, it really would require going on a road.  There are three that leave town, mostly.  Two are fairly heavily traveled.

I don't see my day moving around.  I think some part of things is tied to being awake in the cooler part of the night.  It simply is.  I can't seem to push my way around that.  My body seems to be dodging the sun as much as anything.  I, sometimes, am simply along for the ride.  "I want to be to bed by 21:00~22:00 so as to be up by 6:00~7:00!", I might say.  And my body is like, "Right, sure.  Go over there and sit down and shut up, Commander.  I am right on that."  I've learned that I am not in charge.  I can jack things, for a price.  No need to do so in an attempt to create a long-term thing because it just won't happen.  Until the chamber with the bullet lands under the hammer, and then I can encourage that going forward, I can't just make it happen.  My body can handle the heat, easily now it seems.  It simply can't really tolerate the sun itself or tinkering in the higher heat.  Most would do no such thing without very great incentive.  It's not natural, I don't care what anyone says.

Oh, actually, it looks like I will be going with a three day fast for the long one.  And, if need be, I will stretch the one day into a two day as well.  I will hammer those numbers into place one way or another.  Having accidentally fasted for weeks, at least, I really am not worried... or as worried.  My blood sugar just now was 166.  Last night, several hours after the unauthorized meal, it was 192.  It has been holding, generally, in the 150's for the last bit before that... 152 the last time before the ua meal... if that wasn't listed.

Tomorrow/today, depending on how sleep works out... for dinner?  I believe I will be making hamburger, crumbled, with cheese.  I have salsa from the store (made at the store, so no serious mumbo-jumbo in it).  And I will be stuffing the remaing jalapenos with cream cheese and wrapping them with bacon.  Bake at 350, for... until the bacon is crispy on both side.  Three or four will be eaten, three or four will be crafted, then frozen for another meal.  Not sure exactly how many I have.  Quite often, however, I won't be doing more than hamburger and cheese or dressing or mayo anymore.  Until I can figure out carb counting, and probably get a better idea of what enough fat looks like.  The fat really needs to be 65 to 80 percent, protein at just 15 to 35 percent, and cabs have to be 5 percent or less and only of a certain type.  My guess is that I am eating way too much protein, to be honest.  Which can skew it all.  The body will simply replace carbs with proteins, turning those right into sugar just as it had been doing with carbs.  Gah!  But that would make sense.

Now, initially, I won't worry about total amounts, calorie counting.  I am simply worried about the ratios.  I plan to eat until I am satisfied.  And that has reduced even so.  I am getting there, just without enough information to make the thing work.  Two mistakes, one with sweets, one with regular food but off the fasting schedule.  Well, and I don't know if I would call the potential (hopefully) ratio problem a mistake.  Ignorance is to be expected.  That I dug in anyway is either laudable or foolish.  I'll take it, personally.  I can adjust on the fly, always could, often did, had to do so.

It does feel like I have stopped losing weight though.  Perhaps I am just in that gray area that is between sizes, or even just at the new size so it will take a while to go down, or to have it be noticeable.  Though weight isn't the issue for me.  I like the idea.  Though if I could be fit and diabetes corrected at 280, or even 350?  I'm not sure it matters at this point in my life.  More so with Alaskan on the horizon.  Bears, moose, elk, and trout simply don't care.  Still, if it takes losing to make it all work, my ego won't be hurt by that I suppose.  Later.