19-0127 : resolution (472)

It’s been a month since we returned from Christmas in Utah. I have been, charitably, off the wagon.

Before and after Christmas, the admin area has been well stocked with sweets. This last week, they added a monster jar of Jelly Bellies. My appetite for sugar grew.

By Friday of this week my weight had climbed to 478.

I didn’t eat great on Friday, but I did resist the vending machines and the snack areas, and had just two meals: lunch and a late dinner at bibigo that was all meat and veggies.

Saturday I fasted.

Today we’re having dinner with my sister so I’ll eat, but that will be my breakung meal, giving me a 42+ hour fast.

The carb crash hit me hard yesterday and most of today. But I’m feeling better now. I weighed late today, but am around 472.

Over 470 is miserable. Things get harder. Even simple things. Walking is harder. More joint pain. Swelling everywhere. Poor sleep.

Glad for the fast. It doesn’t take long to feel better. I want to fast more this week, and find a rhythm that helps me to do so consistently. I crave momentum.

Starting again

I’ve been scraping the bottom of 480 again, still in the 470s. Been here a while. Too much vending machine food last week and yesterday. Saturday wasn’t bad, but for most of a pint of gelato; Sunday was much better.

I have the car most of this week. I went to bed early-ish (around midnight) and was up before my alarm at 6:30a. But I left around 7:30 to drop my wife off at work and didn’t reach my office until nearly 10a.  Breakfast today was too many donuts from two different shops and a ham, egg, and cheese croissant with a Monster. Yeah, it hits some lizard brain buttons at the time but it doesn’t take long for me to feel gunked up, and that feeling and the distraction increase lasts hours longer than the minutes-long endorphine hit.

I did listen to a few Fasting Talk episodes today, which helped whip up a motivation to start this afternoon. So I had  a bunch of eggs and bacon and guacamole, then marked 4pm as the start.  I’ve had some exogenous ketones this evening to see how it impacts the Ketonix.

Yep, I finally received my Ketonix ketone measuring device.  I guess I have a good baseline for “not in ketosis.” I was barely out of the green according to the app, but the color didn’t change on the device itself.  So far I’ve used only it in wired mode, but it did come with a battery.

Anyway. Been feeling lousy lately. Limping from left knee pain. Quads tight enough to require excruciating work with one of those rollers like Bart had way back at the clinic in 2013. Lots of inflammation. Feeling lousy, feeling flighty. Eager to get back into that fasting groove.

Honestly, even though Monday is a holiday, I wouldn’t mind trying to do 7+ days.  The Fasting Talk episode I heard today mentioned someone who broke a plateau – he was regularly doing 6 fasting days for every feast day – with a two week fast. Mix it up…

But, first things first. Let’s make it through to the end of the day, then overnight. The first few days are the toughest when coming from a carby streak. So, a few hours or minutes at a time, for now. Then a day at a time.


I had two really good weeks.  And have been struggling ever since.

Up to 479 again. swollen like a grapefruit. Feeling miserable.

I fasted until around 6p today, then went nuts at the vending machine.


Fast 5 #3, Day 1

The fast last week went better than I expected. The feasting, less well.

I felt pretty good about Friday’s eating. The first meal Saturday was our biergarten usual of sausage, sauerkraut, Brussels sprouts, and a roasted cauliflower with capers and onions. I stuck to water all weekend, which I’m happy about. But my nephew stopped by to get some pants hemmed, and we took him to dinner. I got overruled and we went for Mexican. My meal wasn’t bad – seafood and veggies, and I skipped all but a forkful or two of the rice. But they brought out chips and salsa, and I ate a lot. It could have been worse, but had I skipped the chips I would have considered the day more of a success.

The next day I was up 7 pounds from Friday. I added another three pounds for a total of ten. Yeah, a lot of inflammation, and i haven’t pooped in days. I’m not freaked about it; that weight will go away, and my high was still three pounds fewer than the Monday before.

I had a binge around noon. I started with two eggs and mayo, but before i was done I’d downed several vending machine items. So, the fast starts now (1pm).

Update: yeah, the vending machine struck again.  Fast starts later tonight.

Fast Five complete. Feast on.

I’m in the home stretch.  I’m close to the 120 hour mark, but I’m well past the point I expected to break the 5-day fast. I had some macadamia nuts to help prime the gut. I have eggs and butter ready to go. Yes, the vending machine is calling out to me, and I’ve had thoughts of ordering from some local takeout, but the Good Food is closer.

The scale read 447 this morning – more than 30 pounds down from two weeks ago. My blood sugars have been consistently below 100 all day, and reached the 70s this afternoon. My fingers started getting chilly around 6 pm; I have been low on salt today. This is the first time all week I’ve had cold hands issues.

So, I’ve had a good couple of weeks. 11 days fasting in 12 days, including the 24 hour fast from Saturday to Sunday. This schedule may well be sustainable, and could help me resist the weekday junk food temptations.

So, on to the feast. Clock’s ticking.

Thursday (day 4)

I’m still water fasting. I’m on track to end tomorrow, and eat from Friday to Sunday. The Fast 5, Feast 2 approach served me well last week, and it’s worked even better this week with the full water fast.

The scale made me smile this morning: 449.4 lbs.  I’m down thirty pounds from two Saturdays ago. Less than 10 pounds away from the 430s and Metric Onederland.

My blood sugars continue to decline.  I was under 100 before noon, and at 2pm it showed 84. Yay!  I hope my Ketonix arrives soon; I want to start tracking ketones during fasts. The blood strips are painfully pricey.

Consistency is willing to be my friend. I’m not on cruise control, but I may be flirting with it.

I was concerned about today; first day driving myself this week. But so far so good. I need to stop for gas on the way home or tomorrow morning.

The 120 hour mark is 8pm tomorrow. There’s a Cinco de Mayo party at work at 4pm; if there’s food I can eat, I intend to. As Dr. Fung says, if you’re at a party, eat the cake. I don’t plan to eat cake, but celebrating is one good reason to feast. I’ll have made it through the work week. Party responsibly: I have a massage the next morning, and I get more out of the massage when my inflammation is low.

Update: 4 days down. 24 hours to go.  8pm BG was 80. Can’t complain.

Wednesday night

Water fasting with Celtic salt: three days down. 48 hours to go.

Pleased with the way I feel overall. The colon cleansing hasn’t been my favorite, but hey – clear that crap out.

Blood sugars hit a low for this fast, at 82, at the 72 hour mark.

Tomorrow’s a test; we’re supposed to taste test drinks for next week’s cube crawl.  I’ll bring some nuts and other fat-fast supplies to assist, or recover.


Surfing the trend

I was listening to a podcast about Windows, when two of the hosts mentioned they’re on the Fung Fu train, doing keto and intermittent fasting.

Several of my podcasts’ hosts are into it, but this was a surprise. Also a blogger I’ve followed for years is following the Obesity Code protocol.

Maybe it’s synchronicity, but it’s interesting how many people seem to be trying it. And yet, how few of my medical team are into it.

Wednesday, and number crunching

Tuesday went well. Aside from Fasting Tea and my medications, it was all water and salt. I’m not feeling cold extremities; I slept hot last night. Compared to my first water fast, when I was very cold, I feel pretty normal. Not quite overheating, but not cold.

My blood sugars have been right around 100, with some readings in the 80s later in the day.

I haven’t consistently weighed or taken blood this year, though since February I’ve been more consistent. My weight’s fluctuated this year between 440 and 480, give or take a few ounces, but since i didn’t weigh every day these are rough numbers.  The months (December, January) I barely weighed were months my eating was not managed.

  • January:  big gains from October, (Low 458, High 478, Average 467)
  • February (start of IDM): big losses (low: 440), big fluctuations (24 lbs).
    • Low 440.4, High 464, Average 454.2
  • March: the swings were narrower (12 lbs). 11 days in 450s, 9 in 460s, 2 in 440s.
    • Low 447, High 469.6, Average 457.8
  • April: Big fluctuations (21 lbs) and higher highs until I resumed fasting.
    • Low 458, High 479, Average 467.7
  • May: Only three days in, and I’ve been fasting every day.
    • Low 453, High 460.8, Average 456.6

Reviewing the year, February and March showed relative success in keeping weight off with fasting.  April showed a month mostly off the wagon, with a lot of donut runs and vending machine food. I’m doing much better the last two weeks; the weekend’s eating, though hearty, cooperated with the fasting. I’m down 25 pounds in 10 days. I know that rate isn’t sustainable and that most of it’s water, but 25 pounds less to lug around is noticeable.

My goal for May remains to do five days on, two days off fasting. Tomorrow will be a challenge as we’re supposed to taste-test drinks for a cubicle crawl next week. I intend to beg off. This week is easier than last week was, when I was “fat fasting” and taking the exogenous ketones. I’m tired earlier at night, and waking up earlier, which supposedly gives me more prime sleeping hours, which itself is supposed to be good for weight loss. We shall see.

I plan to be a bit more anal about metrics, just because I like and respond to numbers. I’ve set up spreadsheets to help with tracking weight and blood sugars, ketones as soon as the Ketonix arrives, and major measurements (waist, chest, neck, bicep, thigh). We’re told to toss our scales, and I know that fat loss doesn’t always mean weight loss. You can be building muscle. You can be retaining water (see Whoosh Effect). I can detach a bit from the scale if I can see progress in the other numbers. The blood glucose readings have been enlightening.



So far so good on this week’s fast.

If the goal is, as it is this week, 5 days, that’s 120 hours. Knowing when you want to stop means you can count down, which psychologically may help the motivation. Instead of “wow, I’ve made 48 hours!”  you think “only 72 hours to go.”  Endurance is rewarded with a smaller number.  I’m trying that this week.

Yesterday went about as well as I could ask, fast-wise.  I was tired from the very late Sunday night and frustrated from the doctor appointment, but I got to work early enough to leave by 7 pm, and was home while there was still daylight. I was tired enough to crash-nap almost as soon as we got home; I went to bed at an unheard-of 9 pm.  For the day, I had 2tbsp of olive oil and my daily medications. The rest was water and Celtic sea salt.

I woke at 5 this morning, well before my alarm. I got some work done and enjoyed the quiet time. I tend to do that at night, which throws off the next day. This way, I was more awake, which was nice. I was still a bit late out the door, but I felt less harried.

The scale read 456.0, a nice drop from the day before.  My legs are still swollen, but less so; the inflammation is slowly emptying out. I’m a bit low energy when I walk, but I’m breathing better. Blood sugars are in the 100-109 range so far today, with a 93 at 3:30p.