I've never gone longer than three days of fasting, should be interesting. Every time I get a craving I'm going to head to studio, since I have so much freaking work to do anyway. Still can't decide if I want to include broth in my fast or not-- maybe tomorrow, if I drink enough water to balance out all that sodium. I've never been this calm about losing weight in a strict period of time before-- normally, I worry about how I'm going to get through it without screwing up, but now all I think about is how amazing I'm going to feel.
I have this (sort of fucked-up?) image in my head of what I'll be like when I get back... I'm wearing one of those loose swing-y shirts, and George grabs me to pick me up and I can feel his fingers on my ribs when he lifts me. Wow that actually sounds kind of gruesome written down, it's honestly not as gross the way I visualize it-- it's more of an imagined sensory experience, it just sound stupid written down anyway.
Also, sort of random and off-topic thing. Without fail, every time I go on a highly restrictive eating plan, some masochistic part of my mind immediately sits me at the computer poring over recipes. The collection in my favorites tab is getting enormous haha. I'm really curious about what makes me do this-- logically, I should be spending as little time as possible thinking about food (to prevent binges), but instead, I'm spending hours on Cooking Light, Delish, Hungry Girl... name a recipe site I haven't been to and I'll probably waste two or three more hours on the computer.
I wonder if I'm subconsciously doing it in case I'm forced to go iff my diet plan. Come to think of it, I have built up a pretty big reservoir of knowledge on calories/food stuff in general from all the browsing, so when I do have to go out to eat or something, I've gotten pretty good at finding the healthiest (read: lowest-calorie) options on the menu.
Hmm. That's actually a pretty decent theory.
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