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After digging up a huge plot of new garden yesterday, I had my first day at work since going 100%. That is, I've been hovering around 90% for weeks and went 100% after the Fast Failure of '08 a few days ago. This is also my first time working after/during a period of being mostly/completely raw.

And let me tell you, there's nothing like riding a bike 10 miles into a job where you pedal around 400+ pounds of overweight/drunk/sleazy sports fans for 7 hours. I'm not running raw marathons yet, but this is pretty intense.

And I felt great! I felt hungry at points, but it was my stomach and not my body. I held off and just drank the MC lemonade (I love this stuff!) all night until my cab broke.

That's right. I agreed to carry two large guys and their smaller friend, when suddenly a fourth friend starts pushing the cab (I was barely moving with the weight) and then decided to dive into the back which offed the weight and broke the stem of the bike. Completely bent and snapped it. Thanks, assholes. And thanks for the $3. Are you serious? If I see them on the street, it won't be pretty.

The 3 mile walk hauling the broken cab back to the garage was when I got hungry. But, oh wait. What's this? A homemade raw raisin walnut bar? Why thank you, Good Planning!

So, really it wasn't terrible at all even though I owe the boss and only made a fraction of the money I could have. I'm excited that I never bonked in the heat either. I love that being raw helps me stay hydrated.

Today: Repeat.