Here's my 6-eggs (d'ya see what I did there...).
High of 14.1, low of 3.2, pounding heart-rate early evening, slight sweats at one point, massive feeling of contentment followed by a brief period of guilt and a determination to get out running tomorrow. Ends the day feeling very happy and pleased with how it went. Decides he will do it again some time.
Leftovers eye him accusingly from the fridge.
Writes a poem about it.
Mike