On the 18th, two days ago, that morning I decided to begin a fast. I was thinking of doing a 24 fast. I had my 500 calorie coffee, and was ready to go. Until 3 pm. I had already tried pinch of salt, a little bit of no salt (potassium) and even some ACV. But nothing helped. Just the urge to eat was so strong, I felt I needed to eat. I wasnāt really hungry. So I trusted the signal, had about a 1,000 calorie meal. Bulgogi, with onions and a tiny bit of carrots, so maybe 1 carb all together (as you know, Iām shooting for ZC), and 5 slices of bacon And the fat rendered from them. About 2 tblsp of coconut oil. Oh, and some Louisiana brand hot sauce. I ended up making a fat bulgogi soup. Mmmmmā¦ it was delicious. Filled me up. It was now 4 pm. I was feeling great.
Next morning I passed on my coffee. I wanted to see how far I could push myself after having that feast. Come about the 24 hour mark, I checked my BG, as a preemptive check before eating again. It was 74. I hadnāt seen numbers under 90 in so long now (few weeks) it made my day! Enough that I thought, screw it! Iām not hungry anyway, letās see just how far I can push this.
So the wife comes home around 8pm. Yep, Iām currently a stay at home grandpa, and she is working. Hopefully that will be remedied soon (especially now, feeling so much better without the extra weight slowing me down)!
First thing she wants to know is what I ate today. Sheās worried about my diabetes, but doesnāt understand Keto at all. She seeās the way Iām eating and it confuses her. She looked really concearned when I told her I was fasting. Showed her my BG was still in the 70ās, that is extremely good, being insulin resistant.
So I maintained it a little longer. Made my own version of ketoade using ACV a couple pinches of salt, and a pinch of potassium. And some eurithrytol (I canāt spell it, and my iPhone came up with a few things I donāt dare postš) and I was feeling really good still.
Got a late night call. I had to take care of some friends kids while they Went to the ER. I was sure the stress would cause me to break my fast. But it didnāt. I watched the kids (pre teens x3) from 9pm until 8 am. Although the kids stayed up much later than I thought, they fell out at midnight, 2 am, and 4 am, ranked by age. I didnāt feel sleepy at all, full of energy. I got to enjoy reading my kindle in quiet.
No drama due to the ER. Probably just the flu. Popped an extra 5,000 IU of Vitamin D3 when I got homeš§.
So I get a few hours sleep this morning. Dog wakes me. He needs to pee, and he wants me to fix MY BREAKFAST, because he gets to lick the plate clean. Bacon and eggs of course, his favoriteš¤ . I did some quick math, and realized it has been about 44 hours since I last ate. And Iām feeling so good still. So letās see how far I can push this. I opted for the training wheels at this point. My fat coffee, with a non sweet tasing sweetener. I donāt know why anyone calls that stuff a sweetener, it was just enough to break the bitterness, but thatās it. So Iām thinking itās safe to assume no insulin Pavlovian response from the taste.
So so far so good. Iām abstaining from the treats. Iām keeping calm, cause, I know, there is gonna be some drama today. There always is 
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You know what they say, when you canāt run, crawl, and when you canāt do that, well, you know the rest.
And this forum is adept at heavy lifting.
Keto Vitae!
[EDIT: forgot to mention, lost 3 pounds on my morning weigh in too!]
[EDIT: made it to 50 hours. I wasnāt really hungry. I was just timing. Had a good dinner. Ready to make attempt two!