Musings on a beard

So...I've been growing my beard since about a week before I starded PcP, and now I'm tempted shave it down... This is a connundrum now because I want to save it for haloween, but now that I've lost so much weight and look awsome, I want to show it off even more. And then to add to that...I have lost my shaver chord and no longer have the power to shave m'face. SHOCK AND DISMAY!

In more serious news, I recently switched up my workout time to after work. I gotta say, so much easier. I stay up later, but I wake up later too, so that works out, and I don't have to rush nearly as much in the mornings. Also a bonus because recently workouts have been turning my legs into tubes of jelly, and my arms into weak rubber bands. It feels great, but when I have to physically move things at work, it becomes a hassle. After work leaves me strong for most of the day when I need to be, and then I get to go home and work out, which the anticipation of doing has made it all the better. Plus I can take time and really concentrate on it better, which is good because as it gets harder I need to concentrate more to keep it actually working out the muscles.

Diet wise....doin' ok. I'm starting to feel what Haley was posting about, with just being sick of dealing with it all the time. It's like a constant nag in the back of my head "do I have enough food? Do I? DO I?" It can get pretty awful on the way home from work at 11 pm if yer not sure you have enough eggs. I stick to it, but I get sick of the time it takes. In fact now I must cut this blog a little short, because I have to go and buy more meat/veggies/fruit/etc. etc. etc.

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