The Pursuit of Ketosis – Day 3. I awoke to the same wakeup call as yesterday – a very painful Charlie Horse. Luckily this one passed a little quicker than yesterday’s. A Google search revealed that it could be because of an electrolyte imbalance or the keto flu. I have a potential theory on the cause within the cause… my dietician at the Clinic told me I was allowed to drink up to two electrolyte waters a day, but when you’ve been eating nothing but protein for days, they taste like Heaven in a bottle, and I may be drinking more than she suggested! I figure that this may have been the root of the problem. I will let you know as soon as I am able to test my hypothesis!
And then my least favorite side effect of dieting surfaced…
Within a couple of minutes after that, I realized that I had an even more uncomfortable side effect… constipation. At that moment, I remembered that my Dietician had told me to consistently take a supplement called Inner Balance twice a day, but since I had never been constipated a day in my life, I had decided I didn’t need it. I guess that was a poor decision. No worries though, after a couple of the Inner Balance pills, an Epson salt bath, and a ton of water, I was back in working order. I put a link to those Inner Balance Pills in Tanya’s Treasures in case you find yourself in a similar predicament.
Adding a little detoxing to my diet regime
Another confession of the day- I’ve had a Holistic MD, Acupuncturist, Naturopath, and an Integrative DO tell me that I have a very difficult time detoxing, which seems to be a common problem of people who carry extra weight. I’ve been told that this makes it more difficult to lose weight. One of the practitioners suggested that I dry brush myself daily, so three minutes of dry brushing is a daily AM ritual for me. Dry brushing is great for you and helps with the following:
- Stimulate your lymphatic system which is responsible for eliminating cellular waste products
- Reduce Cellulite
- Stress Relief
- Improve Digestion and Kidney Function
- It’s invigorating
Taking the low- carb diet to the movies
Later on in the day, Drew, my 9-year-old son, and I ventured out for a mommy and me day and landed at the movie theater. I love going to the movies in the Summer. It reminds me of my childhood! We didn’t have a lot of money when I was a kid and I didn’t personally know anyone with air conditioning, so the movie theater was the perfect Summer treat and a great way to escape the heat.
As I was sitting in my seat, sans popcorn and soda, I began to think of My Buppa, my childhood movie pal and best playmate. While his early senility issues may have been a problem for some, it made him a perfect match for a slightly bossy, overly imaginative, only child. Buppa and I would get dropped off at the theater and tell my Nonnie not to pick us up until we called. We would sneak into multiple movies and often see two – four on any given afternoon. If we were feeling adventurous, we would pretend we spilled our popcorn or drink and ask the concession worker for another one.
However, as I came out of my daydream while I was with Drew, I noticed that I was crying and I wasn’t quite sure why. I do miss My Buppa, but I know he’s in a better place. I must confess that this made me wonder and question… was it really possible to have that much emotion tied to popcorn? It’s just food, after all… I suppose it is!
Finally, something positive to report about the low-carb diet
Nonetheless, I do have some positive change in symptoms to report as I am writing this blog! I now have my energy back and I am much less hungry. So much less hungry that I forgot to eat lunch! I don’t think I’ve ever forgotten a meal before in my life!
And here comes the weight loss confession
Before I wrap up, I must make one last confession. This confession was inspired by a cooking fiasco from last night. Since pictures speak louder than words, I’ll leave you with a picture below. I do not cook. Not even a little bit. I spent my entire singlehood eating protein powder in yogurt twice a day and going out to eat for one meal a day. When I first got married, I tried to be the perfect bride and cook. That lasted about a week until I noticed my Husband grimacing out of the corner of my eye. Finally, he said “Do you mind if I take over the cooking? I really like it and it relaxes me after work”. Even though I can’t remember my exact response, it should have been, “I think I’m going to like this marriage.”