Last week my sweet tooth got out of control. I took too many trips to the vending machine on Friday. Saturday was better – we had dinner at a Korean restaurant, and I skipped the soda and plenty of veggies – but I was feeling lousy and we didn’t leave the house until early evening. I felt something coming on throughout the day, and by bedtime it was full blown – burning throat, congestion, etc.
Beyond a mere man cold, it’s taken four days before I felt something break. I feel weak, but better now, after the latest in a series of long naps and sleeps. I tried working from home but my brain has been largely fogged up and I’ve had zero energy. I’ve not been eating much, a mix of fasting and fat fasting. Eggs, parmesan crisps, nuts, oil, and avocado, with some high-fat yogurt.
The weight swings are a struggle. I reached a high of 470 pounds by Saturday. Most of the week I’d been hovering around 460, but the late week binge brought in a lot of inflammation. The four days of illness and downtime have brought me down to 452. I still feel a bit bloated, but nothing like last weekend.
The more consistently I can eat properly, the better my progress. I’ve been in a holding pattern for months, but even there the high weight has largely declined. I’m looking forward to the next milestone, pushing below 440. I’ve come so close. I do want to do a big push, but I also want and need to reduce the arc of the pendulum. Tossing sugars and grains for even a solid month would go a long way toward that.