Today is glorious! Even though I had very little sleep. I found myself staring at the ceiling, wide eyed from about 12:15 to 3:00 a.m., listening to my stomach growl.
I am into this intermittent fasting deep. It makes sense to me more than any other diet or way of eating I have ever tried.
I first discovered fasting in my late teens. I had started running. I read that fasting was healthy for the body. Gave the digestive process time to rest. I would fast all day on Sundays, drinking water, feeling weak.
That didn't last long. I was at my ideal weight back then. I have just always been a big health nut.
My daughter might just say to that, "You've always just been a big nut, Mom!"
Anyway... Today is day three. I fasted for 18 hours last night. I woke up at in time to make breakfast for my daughter, clean and do my bible study.
It occured to me how clear my mind was. And how I felt in touch with the ancient Christians. Fasting and prayer was a part of their daily lives.
At which point my daughter would probably say, "You're just ancient, Mom". lol
Anyway...I feel good!
I started the day again with lemon water. Then switched to unsweetened iced tea with lemon.
I broke my fast with a small plate of lentils, a bit of rice, kimchi, Granny Smith apples and a small dab of Brie.
After my grandma shift was over, I packed my teacher bag and headed out. I missed my first bus, so decided to do lunch at "The Mighty Bowl", my new favorite restaurant in Vancouver. I had the "Citrus Ginger Salad" (pictured above). It was delightful! The tastes were strong, fresh and clean in my mouth. And I didn't feel stuffed afterwards.
My one mistake was probably trying the "Iced Keto Latte" I read about on the internet in the wee hours. Let me tell you as an aside here, that I am not involved in the whole keto experience. It is interesting to me, but I'm focusing now on giving my body a break from too much food, drinking lots of water and eating whole foods.
The Iced Keto Latte involved iced coffee, no sweetener and heavy cream. You can ask for sugar free flavoring, but I've read that fake sugar is not healthy. And let me tell you, I am in this for the health, not just to lose weight and be a weak little skinny thing.
But when I ordered my latte, the barista (the snooty one downtown Vancouver), raised one eyebrow at me. He kind of looked like "The Rock" when he did that. I suppressed a snort. I have to be careful when I'm feeling this good. I tend to offend people.
Anyway... Snooty Barista said, "Are you sure you want all cream in this?"
I hesitated. I realized I did not know what I was doing. Was I supposed to just ask for a dash of heavy cream. What? I suddenly felt indecisive and self conscious. I nodded quite deliberately so SB (Snooty Barista) would think I was a woman who knew my lattes. I'm not.
Because it is way too rich and sweet! Aaack!
The website suggested adding Stevia or monkfruit and cinnamon. I probably should have done just one packet. I did two. And about a tablespoon of sugar.
It tasted like sugary cream.
BLeeecch!
I think I will try it next time with half heavy cream and water. That was one of the options on the website that I missed. And just a dab of Stevia, AFTER TASTING IT FIRST!
I almost passed out on the bus coming to the library. I'm not sure if it was my cream Latte, my lack of sleep or the rising temperature.
But luckily I got out my cell phone to play a few rounds of Words with Friends to keep my conscious. And one of the creepy guys was asking questions.
Do you remember the creepy guys on Words with Friends? The ones who ask your marital status, where you are from and call you "dear"? I had changed my name to Seraphina from Italy. That didn't work. I think that made me sound exotic.
So my new screen name is: Not A. Chatter.
I still get creepy guys. I had fun setting him straight.
He said, "Hello dear. How are you?"
I said, "I don't chat".
He said, "I understand. But can we be friends?"
I said, "It's all in my screen name: 'Not A Chatter'"
"Ok, dear", says he. "But where are you from?"
I said, "I don't chat. And I don't like being called 'dear' by men I do not know. Do you call the other men on here dear? Do you ask them if they are single and where they are from?"
I haven't heard back from him. But I feel am awake now. Feeling confident, strong and empowered.
Despite the Latte Cream incident.
Talk to you tomorrow!
Love,
Zita
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