I Feel Like I'm On Drugs...

And believe me, I know what being on drugs (speed, LSD, mescaline, you name it...I was a wild hippie girl in college) feels like...and this is BETTER than that...because the experience doesn't end.

This Intermittent Fasting is almost scary.

In 8 weeks, I have gone from:

• Lethargic...to energized throughout the whole day

• Pants from a (tight) size 14...to a loose size 12 (I haven't ventured into 10's yet...that's next!)

• A waist of 36 inches...to a waist of 33; shirts that were too tight fit fine now or are even BAGGY; a bra that I was too small 2 months ago fits perfectly now...no "overhang" at all

• Uncomfortable in the night with constant joint pain...to sleeping like a baby

• Hungry all the time...to almost never hungry!  (Sometimes I have to make myself eat)

• Cranky with even a tendency to be nasty to friends, family, and co-workers...to "Ms. Nice" with a pleasant attitude regarding almost everything, including stupid/silly/irritating "stuff"

• Craving junk food...to wanting nuts, salad, vegetables, protein (and fat! yes, FAT!...Give Me FAT!  I'll elaborate in another post)

• So TIRED in the morning...to getting up a half hour before I need to!

Seriously, this IF way of life is so EASY for me.  Right now, it still doesn't feel normal, but I'm going to enjoy it.  I feel like I have been given a SECRET, one that I've searched for my whole life.

As they say on Duck Dynasty (yes, I love that show), I feel...