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Blood sugar is 185 fasting.  Not the absolute best, but good and better than yesterday.  Maybe better than the day before.  But the weekly average is 184, biweekly is 190, and month average is 215.  Fifteen points, I believe, better than my last best average.  It is still going down, just not as quickly.  One day, measurement, thing, at a time.

I called off the potential pizza run.  Look, I am doing really well.  With what I eat, what I consume with meals, my numbers.  I just don't want to mess it up.  I even took a day of fasting, completely, yesterday.  Blood sugar was too high.  If it refuses to come down, when I do the right things?  I'll up and stop eating.  

I have plenty of stored fat.  A "skinny" human, at 150 average weight?  Has 100k extra calories stored on his body.  At 3k caloric burn a day, for said man, that means he has about a month of food on his carcass, for incidents and accidents.  He won't be able to burn too many calories for too many days, but he can put out more than most would think, and for longer.  I have an extra forty to sixty pounds.  Each pound is about 4.1k calories.  So, sixty time 4k is 240k calories.

Plus?  I am twice the size of the average human, so just as likely have 200k calories stored, when I am average weight.  Hmm, add normal plus excess and that is 440k, divided by 5k (per day, assuming a heavier load, as I burn more, if not linearly progressed), that gives me... eighty nine days of... stored energy.  And, that at higher caloric burn.  I won't starve soon.  Probably have a heart attack from extended strain long before I starve to death.  

I wondered how I went months without eating?  Ah.  But, I didn't lose much, because my body just didn't burn much.

Oh, still... reeling from all the music last night.  I am going back, looking over some of the new stuff.  Gee whiz, she sure has a lot of nice toys.  Soft, plush, wiggly, warm... wet.  I have to wonder if she wasn't drinking.  I've slipped on the ice on my literal and psychic arse a time or three, while sampling the goods.  Plus, boldness may come with a draught, or dozen.  I can't know, can suspect.  And, as mentioned, I am a... very suspicious man.

And, and the weigh-in today put me at 256.4.  Not my best.  That was a few days ago, .2 pounds less.  But close.  And, I'll take it.  Kefir, today.  A fatted coffee.  Perhaps a few burgers, and maybe a few eggs?  All good.  With the temp up, I may be able to burn off calories a bit better.

It is 69 outside, or when I checked upon waking.  The furnace had been at 72, down here.  I shut that to 66, opened windows, and will see.  It is still reading 72 in this front room.  Warmth is most likely on the way.  If it stays warmer, without getting blistering hot, I may be able to get back to things.

In any case, a shower shortly.  Setting up dishes?  Boiling eggs to begin pickling them, in a large lot.  Ah, but that means jars need to be cleaned.  Ugh.  I'll have kefir only as I am getting ready to grill a few burgers and mushrooms.  Should do well.  Then, of course, a vinegar tonic.  Then, probably just water the rest of the day.

Cutting down food makes life a bit difficult.  It makes it harder to do things.  But, the warmth, even heat, might help.  As long as I have a place to cool off.  We'll see.  I have plans, big plans.  I see my hopes for a regular schedule have been dashed again.  Still, good to have plans, strive, make mad attempts.  And, so I do, will, until... the gig is over.

Improvements, in real means, are showing.  If... sleep is really bad lately.  I just don't know how to fix that part.  But, working on what I can work on, otherwise.  And... considering what might be done about sleep, and the other off and negative variables.  Amen.