Hey, Hey, Day 3

This morning I was a zombie... I didn't have any motivation to move much. I felt drained.
My knee still hurts, but not as bad as yesterday.
Still irritable.

I believe I am experiencing keto flu.

I have notice a positive change on day three...

• My skin (face) has stop itching. This is such a relief for me. My face would be splotchy red and patchy dry skin.

My hunger seems to be under control, unlike yesterday, I felt as if I was starving. Today I kept my carbs under 20 grams! 18 grams of carbs to be exact. No cravings either!

Kicking It Keto: Day 2

Today was not any better...

This morning I was extremely tired.

I was irritable.

No patience.

My knee still freaking hurts.

AND

It was like time was dragging ass!

I felt like this until noon.

Arriving home, my sense of smell was sensitive. The smell of pretzels and crackers were super strong. I admit I wanted to eat some. I don't even like pretzels and hardly eat crackers. Go figure!

"Sometimes", I can handle a mouthy teenager, but today I felt like she was over the top and I was not having it. Over the top mom, that was me.

I am more hungry today, but I have kept true to keeping keto. My carbs are at 20 grams. I met my daily goal. I have had more water to drink.

That's my report, until tomorrow.

Keto Start: Day One

Day one is not too bad. At least I made it to work with some energy after having a sleepless night.

I came home and I am feeling lethargic.
My knees have been hurting, even more so.
My patience is running thin.
I'm not "hangry", but I am more irritable.

I feel as if my brain won't function normally. I am having a loss of memory and slow to grasp a simple concept. I almost feel like I lost my personality somewhere between work and the drive home.

The Day Before Keto

Here I am World...

I have been out of commission for quite sometime now. It's a wonder that I am back to blogging, life has been a bitch!

I have fought my way out of the fetal position these past years. I feel stronger mentally and emotionally. Now I am ready to tackle the physical part of me. It's time.

This time around I can't afford to be so careless with my health. I need to take care of me. I wonder why it's taken so long to figure this out. That's not true. I know my health is important, and yes, it has taken me this long to focus on me.

I am starting keto. It's not new to me and I had tried it in the past. Compared to other diets, this is the one for me. I didn't feel like I was on a diet and I felt full. I wasn't having cheat days. My aches and pains were less. I felt better.

This is how I feel today...

I look old, unhealthy, exhausted. I feel miserable, tired, overwhelmed with stress. My body is telling me how much I hurt. My skin is irritated, dry, flaky, itchy and the worst part for me is my knee pain. My mood is full of anxiety or I am quickly irritated with myself or those around me. My energy level is zilch. I don't even want to go the grocery store. I am exhausted during the day and come time for bed, I toss and turn. My mind is in full force thinking mode.

This is me documenting my keto journey. Wish me luck....

Unlucky In Life?

Will my luck ever change?

I even hate using that sentence. Luck has nothing to do with it, but complete dedication and yes those unexpected moments that kick you in the shin hard enough to bring you to your knees and feel tears slip down your face.

For the past two years I have had been kicked hard and at times I have felt like I just want to hide away and never make attempt to try anything ever again. The present has it's own issues and that is where I am at, struggling to help my mom who has had some issues with her knee and then of course when it's one thing something else happens, but she's a tough woman. I hope she knows she can count on me. She's always there for me; when I made stupid choices in love and when I been broken by betrayal. It was mom who held me up. She's my rock.

As I took more responsibility these two weeks, I realize, I really do need to take care of me first. How am I to help everyone else if I can't do simple things for me?

My first two weeks haven't gone as plan, but I do have 6 weeks left. Time to find the inner she beast... I know I'm in there somewhere.

8 Weeks

It started with an email... an email that reminded me that there are 8 weeks until Memorial Day.

What could I do to improve my weight loss in 8 weeks?

• Log my food
• Drink more water
• Decrease soda
• Start an exercise like walking
• Cook meals at home
• Take lunch to work

This is my challenge to make me, a better me. I can do this. 8 weeks is plenty of time to challenge myself. I'll never get anywhere if I can't set a goal. At the same time I am telling myself, "Wait Christine! You've tried all this before and you didn't get far..."
Alright conscience, you can back the @#%$ off!

I have a spark of motivation and ain't nothing going to step in my way! Not even my negative thoughts.

It's honest:

April Already?

Wow, March ended so fast and I felt like a sick dog that whole month. April is here and I am feeling better, (fingers crossed!!!)

I am getting back on track.

Here is something new, I have noticed my tummy; muffin top protruding more than usual. I literally feel like I have a spare tire and I am not the only one who has noticed it either. Annaleigh was getting into the car after school and she gasped, "MOM, you stomach looks really swollen!" Not something someone wants to hear, especially from a loved one. My mother noticed today and says "Look at your stomach!" Again, not something I want to have someone point out to me. Trust me, I have noticed, it is my body. I can see the difference. It's not good and yes I am worried.

I have to get a hold of my life. It's time to quit living in my shell. I have been at this a long time and I am tired of not moving in the right direction.