So I was feeling pretty good this morning. A little yoga felt great, and I decided to try my current normal exercise routine. I took a long walk and run out in the sunshine. I ended up at the gym where I've been working out. I stepped inside and tentatively sat down at the bench. I started to work out. To my delight, it felt amazing. I weighed myself, and I'd already lost two pounds (two pounds in two days?) (i'm not even trying to lose weight), but I'd lost nothing in strength. I must be burning fat. I felt like I was on ecstasy or something, my body felt light and clean and clear and focused. It was all so easy. What's going on?

Afterwards, walking and jogging home was more delight. Delight, as in "of light." That was the feeling. The sun was bright, the air cool and clear.

Home, I had some good cleansing poops, like the ones Daimian describes. (Not quite there with the vagina feeling, though! We'll see.) In the shower, my skin felt oddly soft. Nice. Weird. I'm imbibing more water and spicy lemonade as I write this.

So much for the supposedly difficult day 2! So far, at least. We'll see what the next hours bring.

--tony

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