Like I said on Day 1, I’m no dieter. This is honestly the first time that I’ve ever tried to follow a specific diet. I have experienced fluctuations in my weight since I was in adolescence, but I’ve never really set goals for my weight, size, or fitness. I didn’t even set goals for this diet, in spite of the suggestion from the niKETO community; my approach was more like, “hey, let’s see what happens!”
Because this was an assignment for work, I knew I’d have no trouble sticking with the rules for two weeks. I pretty much had to.
For the first few days of keto I would look at the calendar on my phone, at that beautiful 14th and final day, then image myself running through the grocery store sweeping whole shelves of cookies into my cart, grabbing ice cream tubs with both hands, and burying myself in french bread.
Those weird carb dreams no one warned me about played a huge role in all this. You know the ones, carb-mares where you wake up in a cold sweat after dreaming that you ate an entire sleeve of Oreos. If you haven’t started your keto journey yet, let me be the one to tell you about these weird dreams where you scarf carbs and wake up feeling guilty.
But guess what happened right around the time I beat the keto flu. I didn’t care about sweets any more. I remembered that I liked them, but the craving for sugar and carbs was easily beaten back by the benefits I was seeing and feeling.
Candy bar or the end of stomach-wrenching pain?
Ice cream or no more mountain range of red acne on my chin?
Baguette or those pants I bought last year and haven’t been able to wear in 11 months?
Noodles or a surplus of energy?
It all became so obvious. I don’t want carbs any more.
I want a healthier more comfortable life.
And I have to say, I used to feel terrible guilt every time I polished off a pint of Chunky Monkey. I haven’t felt one pang of guilt since I started this whole thing. My food is now my ally, not my enemy.
The deeper I get into keto, the easier it all is. Plus, I keep hearing from the niKETO community that 1 month is the real maker-breaker moment. Which totally makes sense, they say it takes 28 days to break a habit. By the end of tomorrow I’ll have pressed halfway to that point.
I don’t want to stop. Now it’s a matter of curiosity and stubbornness. What does it feel like to not even want cake? For me, that’s a mystery as mind-boggling as the existence of aliens.
I haven’t yet, but I’m going to talk to the hubby about joining me more full time. My last half can be his first half. Either way, I’m going to push on and give this a go.
Now, unintentionally, I’ve begun to set goals for myself. Want to know one of my motivating goals? niKETO’s transformation Tuesday. I want to be one.
One day left. It’s funny to look back on day one, or even pre-day 1 when I went keto shopping wearing hat to hide my face. I wish I could go back and tell my day 3 self to drink broth before the flu hit me. But I also keep looking ahead. What’s day 30 me look like? I’m excited.
Day 13 Stats
Current Weight: 131.8 (Down 10.9)
Ketone Reading: 3.0