It’s very windy where I am now. Before I went on keto, I would walk around with my arms around my gut and futilely try to pull the loose clothing away from sticking to my fat rolls. Now, the wind pushes me around like a drunk since I don’t have all that extra weight to keep me solid on the ground, but my chest is out and stomach is flat. Hands are no longer trying to cover my body–they are stretched out in case I get blown over.
