I feel fairly energetic today. The sun is shining and I actually feel like moving around. Keep in mind this is an agoraphobic female that is pasty pale from years of hibernating in her room.
*scuttles back from the bathroom* HOLY CRAP! I just weighed myself... let's just say, pleasant results. I'm at the perfect BMI for my height (5'7"). Now this might be a fluke, 'cos water weight and so forth has to be taken into consideration. I might bloat up this evening or something. I'm just amazed, because I haven't weighed myself in a while, and yesterday I let myself have all the raw food I wanted. I imagined, because of my eating disorder, I would gain weight at first because my metabolism is absolute crap. It's happened in a day, folks. I've tried to get 'healthy' on my own, and in a matter of 24-48 hours I'd packed on five lbs. It sounds crazy, insane even, but it happened.
Fluke or not, I feel good right now. :)
I'm going to start leaving my progress entries as public.
Still having trouble kicking my salt habit, however. I keep sprinkling my raw fish with salt. It makes the tougher--ie; bits with a touch of skin on them--bits a little more palatable.