Before getting all Negative Nancy on you guys, I’ll start by saying keto WOE has helped me feel better than I have felt in SIX YEARS. Seriously, I’m obsessed with keto and have every intention of making this a life change. Up until today, keto has been really easy for me. Limited hunger, NO cravings, easy cooking and no desires to cheat. Then two days ago I (unintentionally) fasted for the day because I just wasn’t hungry and I didn’t want to force myself to eat. Then yesterday I ate throughout the day around my TDEE in calories. However I accidentally went over my limit of 30g total carbs and accidentally hit 40g total carbs by eating too much cabbage, mushrooms, and nuts. That’s when it all went down hill.
This morning I hit my snooze button for the first time since keto. I was very groggy and tested negative or ketones (ketostix).
Went to work @ 6 AM, couldn’t concentrate. Was ravenous by 9 AM. I haven’t been getting hungry until ~1 PM. Tested negative for ketones again.
Ate some cheese and drank electrolytes. Had to drive into town (1.5 hour drive). Was ravenous again when I got into town and having some serious cravings. I haven’t craved any carbs since starting keto until today. I stopped and got some pastrami and cheese and stared at Arby’s across the street longingly.
Started getting aches and pains while I was in town. I got stuck there longer than I intended and didn’t bring extra electrolytes with me. Tested positive for ketones by 2 PM which was shocking to me since I thought I was definitely kicked out of ketosis. I assumed only being in my 4th week that I wouldn’t be able to get back into ketosis so quickly. So not sure what that’s about.
Intense cravings and hunger hit again @ 3 PM. I mean intense craving for bread. I felt like I wasn’t going to make it back without food the 1.5 hour drive so I stopped at my favorite sandwich shop on the way to leaving town. They make killer sandwiches with chopped sirloin, vinegar, and an array of toppings on sour dough loaves. I didn’t know if I could stay strong at this point. It was the first time I really missed bread and I was feeling crappy enough to say ef it.
However I asked the lady if I could be weird and get a hot sandwich on a bed of lettuce instead of bread. She was super sweet and said she makes it that way for herself all the time, and I’m not that weird. Then I hear her say to the cook that she would make the sandwich for me because I wanted it a special way. And sure enough she really got behind the line to cook. It kind of touch my heart. Mostly because I was highly emotional and felt like I was dying.
Now I’m home drinking electrolytes and eating fat. Hoping tomorrow will be a better day, but glad that I stuck with keto on this miserable day.
