I was doing good late last year, earlier this year, getting into a healthier routine full of better eating and movement. Then I fell into a slump of magnanimous proportions.
I decided late last night, or very early this morning to just go back to very low carb, mostly keto. Not clean keto. Not Nazi-esque keto, but keto-ish, let us just say.
There was this thing that happened with scales. I was all happy. I was losing some serious weight, but then, NOOOOO, that wasn't good enough. I had to go and buy a new scale. And guess what? It has a five-ish pound difference, in a northerly direction, from the old scale.
That setback totally screwed my last braincell, and flattened my momentum.
Not sure how religiously I'll be sharing my daily intakes, but here is what I had today:
This was a snack. Probably not even an entire serving, which is the point of me buying this flavor because it is SPICY ... and therefore not enjoyable to consume in mass quantities. I'd say I had maybe 12, if that.
That's two eggs scramblish, a bit o' half/half, some shredded cheese, and some cheese curds
That's a "zero-carb" tortilla x 2 (one for lunch, one for dinner) with fajita chicken, peppers and onions that my beloved made on the grill in a cast iron pan. They were amazing. I have enough for several more meals, so I may be eating this a lot this week. The tortillas aren't tremendous - full of additives and starches, but they do less damage than the full-carb varietals.
This is probably the worst thing x 2 (one for lunch, one for dinner). Sure, it's got 4g of net carbs, but it's full of chemical variants. I won't be purchasing more of these for a while once this box is gone.
Not bad for a first day back. I've been falling into the snackity-snack trap as of late, and playing fast and loose with bread and sugars (here and there). I know what these things do to my brain and my energy levels, and thusly I knew I had to get rid of them again.
Now that the sun is up very, very early (shortly after 5:30am), it's time to get back out there and walk the neighborhood. Last year, I was scared - scared of the coyotes and javelina. Now that we've almost got a year under our Arizona belt, I'm much more comfortable with the random sightings - except for that chubacabra looking thing I saw in an alley once ...
I'm gonna guess it was a bobcat, but whatever it was, it made me uncomfortable, so I just kept on going, minding my bizness.
I've also been dealing with a frozen shoulder. I have physical therapy, supposedly twice per week, but I'm going to see if they can give me a DIY plan, so I can save those sessions for some other injury down the line that requires more specific attention. It was definitely an ordeal, but I must admit, that cortisone shot was A-FUCKING-MAZING!!! I went from pain all day, every day, to NOTHING. No pain whilst sleeping, no pain during waking up. No pain whatsoever. My range of motion is still less than, but that pain being gone was a huge blessing.
We have a membership at the local purple and yellow gym. I need to get back there. It's a lovely facility, brand-new, all new equipment, etc. I just couldn't do the machines because shoulder, so I just stopped going. That needs to change. This body isn't getting any younger, so I need to build the musckles back up so I am not feeble and squeaky in the older years.
I know I've been silent. It's how I do. I get in these moods where I find it pointless to write, or even talk, so I shut off.
I think I'm breaking free of that, so you'll soon be subjected to more of my mental meanderings. Sorry for that.
I hope you all are well and finding peace and a bit of happiness where you can. It's pretty much all we can do.
