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The last two blood sugar readings last night, through five and an half hours of yesterday, read 163, both times. I had hoped they would drop, but at least they didn't rise. This morning? 198 Crap. I guess the next fast will have to be longer. I won't be ready to fast again until next weekend, at he best.
A change, from something I am eating or doing... the hair on my head has become thicker, coarser. It's like I turned Italian overnight. A more recent or longer term change though, I can't say. In one way, it is great. Having baby hair makes it impossible to manage. But thicker hair has to be managed. A little goop and I could almost sculpt a sea wave. I wonder though, temporary or permanent?
Hungry, but what to eat? I Don't want cereal twice in a row. Hungry? Actually not, at least yet. I have some time to consider, as I prefer not to eat until hunger, or bodily churning, kicks in. I'm not fully enough into keto yet to not ever have hunger. Though sometimes it isn't there. It is hit or miss for now. Though, if I pay attention, when hunger isn't happening, I can sense the machine seeking energy. With intermittent fasting, of course, it doesn't always get food. In the feeding hours, however, I prefer to start eating on the active or passive signal, rather than just because, or by the clock (save as a time limiter and I.F. timer - eight hours of eating time, at least sixteen hours of no food). Anyway...
A shower first thing. Now to dress, get dishes going, get ready to water the quackles and cats, and try to hit the world. I'll try to dig in today. Later.
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