The rest of the presentation faded to the background for me as my mind swirled around Doc’s unequivocal statement that I wasn’t eating enough. I wasn’t hungry… was I? Sure, I kinda felt like I could eat, but I wasn’t anywhere close to what I’d call ravenous. And if I followed his advice, what would I look like in eight more days? I mean, my physique already pushed the limits of what a plain old human could achieve with nutritional min-maxing and obsessive exercise and weight training. What more did he want from me?
But I’m not human anymore, the growly voice opined. Why should I compare myself to… them?
That was the first time the growly voice tiptoed around the edges of frightening me. For a split second, I had the impression it was going to say ‘food’ instead of ‘them.’
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