I kept a mini journal of each tumultuous day since it was a wild experience adjusting to it. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me.

On the first day I felt an incredible surge of energy. That post is here - http://www.reddit.com/r/TheRedPill/comments/1eqeec/day_1_a_practical_mans_journal_of_the_effects_of/

Day 2 - The cessation of the war between my willpower and food ended. It just ended. It was as if rather than adhering to a strict routine which is what I have been doing I have been able to exercise a will over myself that its possible should have existed in the first place. I start running out of things to do. Art and music become interesting again. I find a game that teaches you how to play guitar (think guitar hero but with an actual guitar) and I go in on that.

Day 3 - The energy still exists, it's not a joke. It wasn't a gimmick or one shot deal. It was the testosterone. I've done more work in the last three days then I have in the last month. I try to masturbate then immediately lose interest. This hasn't occurred in a long time. I have an epiphany. It's boring, I stop.

Day 4 - I'm blunt. Full of energy and blunt. Food still barely interests me, I tear through some chicken and vegetables and that's about it. I've lost six pounds in four days. My energy is still bordering on infinite. Contrary to my expectation, I have little to no sexual interest in anything. I am far more interested in talking to girls (and people in general) rather than fucking them. Porn or masturbation are not even remotely interesting. I can feel my personality adjusting to new found power and energy.

Day 5 - Captains Log: Middle of the fucking day. I have done everything I am supposed to do and am now getting to errands that are months behind. Contrary to not only my intuition (worlds first lol) and all the people who imparted onto me their experience with test (I know a lot of bodybuilders, thanks jiu jitsu aka battlehugging nohomo) I give even less of a shit about sex. This astonishes me. I used to masturbate like a monkey in heat (which I had used as clear evidence that my fucking test was fiiiine did I mention go get tested? GO GET TESTED). I am down even more weight. Ten pounds in five days when I was gaining weight no matter what I did before? Yeah sign me up for this plan. OHWAITIDID. My ability to think in long and complex patterns has returned with a lot less bullshit in the middle. Whoever said this was like rising from the dead couldn't be more spot on. I recover from caffeine in the same day rather than three days later. It makes me want to get me genome resequenced to see if any discovery they make is actual bullshit. I think the next time 23 and me goes on sale I will. (I got my genome sequenced and have been using that as a blueprint of what I have to work on healthwise to make sure I have an enjoyable and fun elderly life.)

Day 6 - I play soccer on no food which normally ends in fifteen minutes of trying and the rest of the time bouncing from the bench to the field when I have energy. I play for two hours (it was a practice). That's an 8x improvement. I spend the rest of the day getting the laundry list of mundane things that make people people but not because I needed to, because it was the value thing to do. Z randomly calls me from England and won't let me off the phone for hours. "You've changed" etc etc. It pretty clear I have the start of a european away team (thats your out of state harem for you guys new to the game) which I plan on growing more sometime in Q3.

Day 7 - Girls are randomly hugging me and touching me. Guys touch me more in conversation. Can it be possible that all of the things we do are actually rituals that telegraph what feelings we can produce in someone? That the acts themselves somehow becoming the focus is the error in all behavior? If this is the case, it wouldn't take to must adjustment to do this for me. Doing pushups I realize my arms don't grind anymore. My shoulders have always grinded when I do pushups. They don't now. Same with my knees for squats. Also gone! Y calls me at her usual time - I dissect her actions with a clarity I haven't had since college. It's painfully obvious she needs me there by her side saying these things. I oblige.

tl;dr:

A few old injuries gone. (Shoulder from jiu jitsu, knee from being VoLuPtUoU$$$$ and by that of course I mean fatass) Lots of people touching me, hugging me for no reason. The huge feeling of energy has turned into a constant pulse, which seems like a turbine of infinite power. Things just get done now. Down 8 pounds, 1.1% bodyfat - i've added nothing extra or removed anything from my routine but the T. I plan on going full beast mode and posting results and routines upon my inevitable success. No interest in sex still - but I have never had dirtier thoughts)It's a bizarre contraction for me as well). This keeps coming to mind lol - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D9r7N-jpanI&t=150 I want to do all the things! All of them!