OK – this was kind of unexpected. Since I’ve moved on the boat I’ve literally not been eating anything more than an apple or two a day. I’m just not hungry anymore. It’s a pain in the ass to cook anything good on the boat but, it’s more than that, I just have zero motivation to cook – even if I had a kitchen. I like to think this is my body/mind saying “hey, fat fucker, you’re too fucking fat for the boat you live on”. Whatever it is, it’s nice. Not eating gives you a very Zen like high. 30 lbs in one month is ridiculous. But that’s what the fancy scale at the Heathman said. Guess I’m not complaining.
Normally I don’t have a scale.