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Well I'm back to my sunny self! Woohoo! It wasn't like I woke up one more singing or anything, I just sort of slowly came back to life. And I can't think of anything different I did with my food that would have caused either the valley or the mountain top. I'm pretty sure it was just another phase of detox, albeit an extremely nasty and unpleasant one! But I am so proud of myself for getting through it without eating any cooked food. Man, this is the braggiest blog ever, isn't it? Which is funny, because I tend to be way more on the self-deprecating end of the spectrum. Oh well! I'm proud and delighted that I got through and stayed raw. Because if I had eaten anything cooked, I would have prolonged and increased the misery. Instead, I've come out on the other side and I'm happy and peaceful and giggly.

My weight is still coming off very slowly, which is mildly frustrating, especially since I've been exercising so much. But I realised the other day that I am really within about 10 pounds of my goal weight, give or take a few, and those last pounds are always the hardest to lose. And, ignoring the scale, I look thinner than the numbers say. I'm wearing clothes that I could only wear when I weighed 147. So that helps. And my muscles are looking pretty fabulous too. I wouldn't care at all about the rate the weight comes off if I didn't have my ten year high school reunion at the beginning of June. Petty and vain, but who doesn't want to look their best at their high school reunion?

I won't get a chance to do any serious exercise today, though I will try to take my dog out for a walk when I get home from the lecture. This week has ended up busier than I thought it would be, but I'm going to try to get to the gym and start doing my weight circuits again. Maybe on Wednesday and Friday. Plus, my workout class that meets Mondays and Wednesdays has an extra session this Friday. So that should help. Sometimes I remember how sluggish I always was before raw and I'm just kind of amazed. I mean, here I am, planning to exercise twice on Wednesday and Friday! Making my weekly total of exercise between 7 and 8 hours a week! Wow! Where would I be without raw? I shudder to think, because we all know where I'd be--fat and miserable and probably drunk on my couch with a huge plate of greasy food that doesn't fill the hole inside! Yikes!