Day 3: A Foggy Morning with Steady Energy and Appetite
Stats (for the sake of science, or at least consistency):
Morning weight: 123.8 lbs
Baseline activity: ~50-minute sculpt class
Random activity: 30-minute walk; “practiced” the yoga class I’m teaching later this week
Calories: 1,906
My daughter climbed into bed with me just after midnight. With her dad housesitting for his parents, she’s fully capitalizing on the opportunity for a sleepover. I honestly love it, even if it meant a night of fragmented sleep and mysteriously angled elbows. Again, my tiredness is not peptide-related, just kid-related.
Since I couldn’t sneak out for my usual morning jog, I stayed home and finalized the yoga flow I’m teaching later this week. I wouldn’t call it exercise, but it counts as movement, and movement is important to note.
The morning felt foggy as if I was waiting for caffeine to kick in, but never quite getting there. I felt a little spacey, and a little floaty. It was not dramatic, but it was enough to notice. From what I’ve read, that’s not uncommon early on with peptides as your body is trying to sort out new signals.
We had a school function until 10 and I had rounded up a few new friends to take a 10:30 exercise class with me afterward. It is rare that I work out that late in the morning (or with friends), but I’m building a new business and need to lean into the social part of life as it’s a bit isolating. Once I got moving, my energy was totally fine and I felt like I was at full power, no slump.
As for appetite, it’s the same. I kept waiting for a dramatic drop, but instead, I got a slight delay. It was as if my hunger cue was there and my body didn’t care. I tried to “help the process along” by cutting portions earlier in the day, and naturally that backfired. I triggered a headache and course-corrected with a normal dinner and evening snack.
Nothing huge to report yet. I do see tiny shifts. Spacey morning, steady energy, hunger that’s maybe changing its rhythm but not disappearing. Mostly I’m just observing, trying not to over-engineer the process, and appreciating the rare treat of a small person curled into the crook of my arm at midnight.