Low-carb day 1

OK, day 1.5 into this low-carb high-fat eating plan.

Started off well:

  • Breakfast – bacon and eggs;
  • Mid-morning snack – nuts, some fruit (I’ve decided the lines are grey around the issues of fruit. I am half Asian after all…) 🙂
  • Lunch – chicken salad.

I FEEL GREAT! THIS IS EASY!

Mid-afternoon:

  • Major slump, dizziness on standing up;
  • Only the thought of admitting defeat prevents me from going to the freezer to defrost and eat a whole loaf of bread;
  • Start to see little cartoon characters made out of rice and bread in everything I do. Does that mean I’ve psychotic? Do they have carbs in psych facilities?

Early evening:

  • Broken through the pain;
  • Eagerly awaiting dinner – my favourite – tacos.

I LOVE TACOS!

Post dinner:

  • Ate tacos so fast I now have severe belly ache…

I STILL LOVE TACOS!

Pre-sleep:

  • Feel like a marine who has survived hell week;
  • IS THAT A SIX-PACK I SEE?
  • Feeling encouraged, go to sleep dreaming of fruit toast…

Following morning:

  • Exhausted – not sure if this is because I am dying (ok maybe some slight dramatisation) or because our teething boy (who sounds suspiciously like a cat in heat) kept us awake all night;
  • Go for a workout and CANNOT FINISH. Lie puffing on the equipment in the gym looking like someone with a pack-a-day habit;
  • Post-workout: methodically and repeatedly pick up, inspect and put down all forms of carbohydrate in the kitchen. Cry a little. Eat scrambled eggs, pretending they’re cake.

Ask my husband how he’s feeling – expecting him to complain about the eating plan…

“Fine, why? How do you feel?”.

Sigh.

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