Hurricane Harvey really blew me off course with keto. #pun
Actually I was doing great during the hurricane, but afterward, little by little, carbs started to creep into my diet.
It wasn’t long before I started feeling crappy from all the carbage. Mood swingy. Lethargic.
I also found myself gorging on food mere weeks ago I wouldn’t even of considered. This last Sunday, instead on leaving syrup soaked waffles on the kid’s plates. I wolfed them down. I’ve turned into a carb monster! Sunday night I ate half a loaf of garlic bread.
What’s more, it doesn’t even taste great!
My stomach was starting to feel bloated. I’m getting gut cramps. Number 2s are taking forever. I don’t feel as well rested.
Anyway, about one week returning to carblandia, I decided to hold off keto till the 15th.
Yeah… I’m not waiting anymore. Running on carbs sucks!
My body was pretty fat adapted before I swan dived off the wagon so I hope it shouldn’t be too long before I’m chugging along full speed ahead. I’m just at a slow crawl right now. It SUCKS!
II had a huge coffee with coconut oil this morning, normally I’d be powering through the day until like 2 but for the last hour I just want to take a nap.
Anyway, I wanted to start a thread on my journey back into ketosis. Partial accountability. Partial blog journey. Partial cry for help.
I miss it.
But I’m coming back.
And I’m going kick some carbooty to the curb.