“Stop growling at me!”
“Put those scissors down now, you are not giving the dog a haircut!”
“Well just hit him back…”
These are all things I have said to my children in the recent timeline in the adventure of my life. To say I’ve been stressed is an understatement. To make issues worse; my middle child (Gabe) gets really severe seasonal allergies this time of year. It’s been tough to venture out at all. He gets purple circles around his eyes and his eczema flares up terribly.
Whatever constitutes as my “self-care” has totally been back-burnered. Er, just pushed off the stove all together. The pan is cold, dusty and the contents are congealed.
I’ve been on and off the keto wagon. I even did a memorable 3 day “zero-carb” stint. It’s been major struggle bus all summer. I need alone time. I need quiet. I need to be able to vacuum without worrying about my daughter expressing herself artistically on our van with a sharpie. True story. It happened.
When I am stressed it is just so hard to stay away from the snickers and other feel-good carbs. I know eating sugar really exacerbates my stress and anxiety but still… the struggle is real! I’ve also noticed that when I fall off the wagon I tend to balloon up immediately. At first I thought it was fat, but then I realized that it’s extra water and glycogen. And…some fat too.
I just keep trying to keep a good perspective. The number on the scale is not that important in the grand scheme of things. I know soon my stress levels are going to go way down. It might coincide with the arrival of a giant yellow vehicle.
Back to the zero carb, or “carnivore”. I know, it’s crazy. I decided (crazy person that I am) that I should at least try it. The good; I had almost no cravings. I felt very calm and focused. I like cheeseburgers. The bad; I felt tired and definitely got hit with some keto flu or die-off or something. Digestion was not great. Not to say I wouldn’t try it again, maybe as a “reboot” before going back to regular keto but I wouldn’t want to do it long term. It’s crazy restrictive. It’s plain crazy. People who end up on zero carb long term usually have to because they have severe auto-immune issues and react to salicylates in vegetables. It makes sense because plants technically can’t run to avoid predators. They produce compounds to avoid being eaten or digested. Think beans. Cows notoriously have 4 stomachs to break down grass. We do not. I also know that when I do eat a meal of veggies (like a huge salad) I usually end up feeling gross, full but somehow not satisfied. If I ate a big, juice (bunless!!) burger I feel really good.
I’ve learned quite a bit about the zero carb movement and it does make sense to me. It also doesn’t seem as crazy as it did at first. It’s something I’ll keep on my radar for sure. If you curious about zero-carb, check out Kelly Hogan’s amazing story.
Hopefully I’ll be back at regular blogging with more adventures and self-experiments. I’d also like to have more of an emphasis on intuitive eating and health over weight loss. I’ve definitely realized that if you are approaching your diet with a single-minded focus on your weight and size, you are probably going to end up feeling miserable and deprived. Especially if you don’t lose weight as quickly as you hoped. If you approach your diet as a holistic plan to be healthier and to feel good, those inevitable weight fluctuations won’t bother you so much.