Honestly, i’m in maintenance now, but I still remember that stretch. The second month was when eating started feeling like a task rather than a meal. I’d make a plate, take four bites, and feel done, then wonder why I was dragging by late afternoon. A concrete thing I did: I kept a small jar of peanuts and a yogurt cup on my desk and ate a little at 10:30 and 3:00, whether I wanted to or not, because waiting for hunger wasn’t working. I also stopped trying to push through long errands on an empty tank. It was a weird, flat season, and it did pass for me as my body adjusted. For those who’ve been through it: did your energy return gradually, or did you have to change the rhythm of your day first?
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