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January 8, 2004
New Ways of Being
I'm slowly getting used to Atkins. For one thing, I'm warm all the time, which is nice. Although it's been a bit warmer lately, I feel warmer than usual at this temperature, if that makes any sense. I exude heat. I hope this is a good thing and not a sign that I've clogged my arteries with filth and raised my blood pressure beyond what is healthy.
My digestive system has still not adjusted to the change. It'd be nice to not have my tum gurgle every five minutes, as if I had desperate need for a toilet. And it'd be nice to not have desperate need for a toilet so often, too.
The only real drawback is that I feel kind of grossed out by the amount of eggs I'm eating. I mean, I like eggs, but not every day, sometimes twice a day. This kind of reminds me of when my mother and I visited Brazil for a month, and I lived in pizza and omlettes. But without the guarana.
Posted by ayse on 01/08/04 at 10:38 AM