Today’s the day, folks. My wife just returned home. The Olympics are on. And besides having an orange, I’ve had nothing but Soylent. A drink this morning. A drink at 12:30. A third and final Soylent drink at 8:00.
Our entire household, with the exception of Melissa, has some sort of sinus infection. It’s awful. And my throat is killing me. You’ll see in the next vlog post. I break out the sexy, sick voice. So I realize this isn’t the greatest moment to completely uproot my diet. But i’m pretty confident in saying I can differentiate between diet based blues and the sickness blues. And I’m definitely just feeling the sickness blues right now.
As for hunger, I’m fine. I wish I had something more exciting to share. But nope. I don’t feel hungry, nor do I feel completed satisfied. Just content, I guess. Which I realize is pretty close to satisfied, but in this case, I can say they’re different.
Don’t get me wrong. I want nothing more than to order some sesame chicken from Little Panda down the road. Fried rice and egg drop soup. But I’ve committed. And here we are. Thinking about all the leftovers I’ve thrown out over the years….
On a brighter note, I haven’t been weighing myself on the regular, but I can really feel less… fat. My wife even commented that my face is thinner. hmmm… now that I think about it, she might be buttering me up for something.
She even brought us this bottle of whiskey from a distillery she visited in Nashville this weekend…
Nah… I’m getting skinnier.
See you all tomorrow!