Not good at all. Between the last post and now I spent three days in bed sick. I ate maybe one meal a day, and lost about 6 pounds. It was kinda nice to come home and see 179.2 on the scale, just not under those circumstances. That's the first time I've been under 180 since I can remember! It's probably been about since my raving days, so about six years. This is pretty good, but I know it's only temporary due to dehydration and muscle loss.

Today I was going to hit my first spin class since coming back, but when I woke up I realized that I'm not exactly 100% better yet. I figure it's probably best to get a few days of 1700-2000 calories in before I start abusing myself again. Today it seems like my appetite has returned with a vengance. First thing in the morning all I wanted to do was eat, and I've been doing it since. I know it's a good thing, but it's hard to accept. I've been eating almost nothing since I left. They don't seem to eat in Poland.

More on that next. I've actually had my pictures uploaded to flickr, and I'm ready to copy them into my trip's play-by-play. Wheeee!

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