A 8-post collection

Easing up

Beloved informed me on our morning walk that we had been hitting the Ketogenic diet hard. It's why I've been having difficulties the way I have been.

So we're easing up. We're no longer fasting for 16 hours. We're going back to 12 hours and allowing some fruity sugars in as well as the carbs that come in the veggies.

Both Beloved and I have been waking up earlier and I forwarded the idea that it would be an ideal time to go for the morning walk before the kids have to be awake and we have to chase them around.

It would also be an ideal time to share a post-walk smoothie1. That definitely worked to pep me up in the morning.

Despite the freedom to ease up, I've yet to feel really hungry after the smoothie and the broth we had this morning. When I do, I will boil two eggs and have them with hollandaise sauce, a little salt, and, if I feel like it, a babybel cheese.

I have to tell you that a Babybel cheese is my favourite snack when I'm feeling peckish, but not terribly peckish.

And sure, I miss chocolate. I miss doughnuts. I miss apple turnovers and pasties and all those tasty wheat byproducts I used to eat for the sheer joy of tasting them. BUT - I'm also not craving them. I feel like an addict who misses their fix after they've come off their addiction.

I want it, but I don't need it.

I'm still building up my strength after a month or more of watching Beloved procrastinate their way out of walking around the block for like a month or more. And throwing off the zoloft impersonator to see what happens next is probably not helping.

I feel like I need a coffee. There's a little head fog that's probably due to the aforementioned carb panic my body is doing, but I'm well awake and only a little bit pooped because I was not ready for the extended walk. I'm still heavy, above my ideal weight. But I'm getting closer and closer to that goal and not being miserable.

For the record, my newest, lowest weight is now 86.6 kilos. That's today. With a diet full of cream, butter, cheese, and fatty meats.

But next to zero carbs.2

I've switched to stevia, when I do have sweetened drinks. For the most part, I'm imbibing water. The fruit smoothie this morning is probably the most sugars I've had since I started. And that's with no extra sugar in it.

Fellow Ketogenic dieters - beware the "lo carb" and "no added sugar" labels. Stick to stuff you make if you're uncertain, and order your take-out with no bread or no rice or no potatoes. Or all of the above.

Yes, you will get some weird looks. Yes, you will have to repeat yourself quite a few times. And yes, you will probably have white-knight armchair dieticians telling you that you're going to die of a heart attack before you get to be a grandparent.

It's your choice whether you educate them or irritate them with your choice of flip responses.

  1. One small handful of mixed berries, one small handful of ice cubes, roughly 150ml of pure cream, and top it off with almond milk. Blend. Drink.

  2. I think Beloved calculated our total carb intake average over the last few days to be less than 20g. That's pretty extreme.

Hark, hark, the dogs... don't bark?

I had a curious incident of the dogs in the neighbourhood, this morning. Like in the Sherlock Holmes adventure Silver Blaze, they did not bark.

Not a single hound decided to greet me this morning. And I'm very used to the local canine population reacting like I'm Bobby The Serial Killer whenever I toddle by their particular patch of fence.

On one hand, it means that my neighbours around two blocks don't curse my existence or the goddamn cheerful "Good Morning!" I

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Day four of pre-hydration

OK so yesterday, I didn't weigh myself and I had what some might call some bad choices for my meals.

Pre-hydration - drinking about half a litre of water before meals - seems to work its best when one can do so before every meal.

I skipped out on lunch's water, yesterday, and it kinda shows.

I'm back up above the 95 kilo mark. BUT, I'm not back up to my previous level of stagnation, so that has to be something. I

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Stupid diet tip that gets results [at least for me]

Beloved gave me a diet tip the other day: Drink two glasses of water before eating any meal.

I immediately thought: This is bullshit. I'm going to try it and prove that it's bullshit.

There's no way that two glasses of water [roughly half a litre if you're going with a 250ml glass] would do anything beneficial towards losing weight whilst upkeeping health. I know for a fact that many diet plans (coughcoughatkinscoughcough) are focussed exclusively on losing weight rather than maintaining

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Attempting to start new, good habits

Good morning, dear readers. Today, I'm trying to get healthy on the slow and steady path. I'm overweight and I know it. 99 kilos is more than a few too many.

The Bullshit Medical Indicator reckons I should be at 63-69 kilograms. And we all know how I feel about BMI. It's a predatory tactic used by the weight loss industry to spread eating disorders and call it "healthy".

The last time I was anywhere near weighing sixty kilos was when I

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Diets and food bribery do not mix

I haven’t mentioned anything about how my diet’s been going, lately. And most of that is because it’s been going badly.

One reason for this is: Hubby’s a bit of a feeder.

He loves to give me good, tasty food when I’m down in the dumps - and that’s been a lot, lately. He treats me with delicious things often full of cream, sugar or cheese. all the delightfully sweet

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Dear Haters

You need to stop. Seriously. Anger destroys yourself, your family and the things you care for. While I understand that you have an innate fear/dislike of everything “different”, I have to impart some shocking news.


There is “average”, which is a nebulous enough to encapsulate a group, but the “average” person is brown, a little under 6 feet tall, most likely bi and not christian. Shocker,

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Farging roadblocks!

No, this is not about traffic.

I seem to be cursed to stay at or above 91.9 kilos.

I bounced back up into solid 92kilo turf, today. Grrr.

I’m so mad at myself and frustrated and tired and, to add insult to injury, my right knee has decided to join my wrists in the Painful Rheumatism Club.

Which means I more or less have to rely on diet alone on the days when it’s painful to move.

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