Lemme dig back into 24 years of weightlifting experience and give you my considered opinion…
No.
If anything, my friends and I slept harder and less during regular lifting. Dudes I lifted with ran the gamut from power lifters to professional bodybuilders to athletes training for the Olympics in the off season so, needless to say, I picked up a lot of good advice around the free weights rack (and learned what an effed up life body builders live, hoo-boy). It was only when we all crept into overtraining that we had to do more to recover. This was where a lot of (men mostly) tried to game the system with T, steroids, supplements, cold therapy–anything and everything to secure a fast recovery so they could get back in the weight room. That whole Faster/Harder/Better stuff really had a hold on them. Few bothered to get to know their body and game it.
Most of the regulars were savvy enough to discard the No Pain, No Gain crap and realized it was just working harder, not smarter. The rest judged themselves by the size of their dumbbells. You know what I mean. It was the older guys I liked to listen to, they’d seen it all and tried it all and had the injuries to prove it. The most ubiquitous instruction I got from them was: “Patience.” Sounds a lot like going keto.
So, take it from someone who’s seen it all and tried it all and has the injuries to prove it: Scale back and give yourself more time to reach your lifting goals. The whole point is to feel good. Really. I know society gives out points for struggle and suffering but society is full of shit.
Now you got me thinking about one of my favorite characters among the meatheads. 75-years-old and still doing upside down pull ups on the rack, Joe was sunny, encouraging, and had a sparkle in his eye that could light a fire. He was one of the original founders of the Escape From Alcatraz Triathlon back in the 70s and had done a non-motorized circumnavigation of the globe in his 50s. His stories about the dogsled turning over in Alaska and swimming between Big Diomede and Little Diomede had me on the edge of my seat. His philosophy? Keep going.