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One of my fave English chocolates.

Now I have to decide if I want to “cheat” on my diet out not.

I’m not so much worried about the calories / carbs as I am it making me crave more chocolate.

Decisions. Decisions.

Keto update

I started this diet in April and decided to take it a week at a time. Things slowed down weight lose wise about week 4 (right after I posted about it) but I decided to keep with the extremely low carb thing because, in general, I just felt so much better.

Well, sticking with it is starting to have it’s other rewards. I stepped on the scale this morning and I am down 17.5 pounds since I started keto almost 3 months ago and I’ve lost 3% body fat. woo! (add that to the 6 I lost before I started the diet and I’m down 23.5 so far for 2014. double woo!)

It’s funny because I don’t miss carbs at all. Sure every now and then (last night) I’ll think it would be nice to have a piece of cake or something like that. but it’s not a craving. It’s more like a memory of something enjoyable. just no desire for it. If that makes any sense.

The thing I do miss - the convenience of carbs. It’s easy to go through a drive thru, grab a burger and fries and eat them in your car on the way to wherever. Or to grab a pizza on the way home. Or even throw some cheese in between some flour tortilla and pop it in the microwave. Convenient and fast. Keto is anything but, it requires effort. Sometimes more effort than I want to put into it., but I do. because it’s worth it.

I just woke up from the most terrifying nightmare I think I’ve ever had. My heart is still racing at everything that happened in it. It was all so vivid and realistic. What made it even worse is as much as I wanted and tried to wake up I couldn’t. See, I’ve been pretty exhausted the past few days. I’ve had things to do after work so I’ve been up later and not getting as much sleep. I fought sleep hard today and finally crashed on my couch about 7:30. I got up and went to bed a short time later, finally going back to sleep around 10:30.

I was (am) too afraid to stay in my bed. I got up and checked all of my closets. I’m afraid to go back to sleep. I don’t want to end back up in that dream or one similar. At the same time I’m still so tired that I’m fighting to keep my eyes open. I’m jumping at little noises and it didn’t help that Miss Kitty stared at the front door for about 30 minutes after I got up.

I’m going to detail the main parts to get it out of my head. Maybe it will help ease some of my anxiety about it (who am I kidding. I’m still going to be terrified) Anyway, feel free to read or not. I just have to get it out.

It started with something strange involving my dad at my house. It changed quickly. The things I remember about it was my neighbor knocking on my door. I was trying to find something to put on so I wasn’t opening the door in my underwear. I had tons of clothes but couldn’t find something quick to open the door in. I noticed something strange as this was happening. I don’t remember what it was but as I was putting the wrap dress on I noticed something else - a full length mirror I have in my closet had been hung on my bedroom door. I started to freak out. I rushed to the front door with my dress only half way on and just as I opened it I realized an old man had followed me from my bedroom. He tried to attack me but my neighbor and I were able to fight back. He was just laughing at us as we held him down on the couch. I was hitting him with a crow bar. (No idea where it came from unless he had it.) I even stabbed him in the leg a couple of times.
Eventually my neighbor and I ran out the front door. He came after us was saying he’d come back for me. We pushed him down the stairs but he managed to get up and get away (in a baby blue kia sportage with IMAG somthing on the side of it).
There were 2 police officers outside. I flagged them down and told them what had happened. They said I had been the 4th victim that day and I was lucky because I was the only one that had gotten away. They weren’t going after him though even though he had just drove off.

There were some other minute details I’m leaving out and some things I don’t remember clearly. It seemed like this dream drug on forever but when I was finally able to pull myself out of it it was only 11:22 - less than an hour.

So yeah… Might not seem like much to some people but I think the fact that it took place where I live, along with the realism of it, is what made it so much worse that most bad dreams i have.

Death smoothie

I had a bag of frozen cherries in the freezer so I decided a cherry vanilla smoothie sounded great.

I threw it all in my Ninja and blended away. Apparently one or two of the cherries had a pit in them. I didn’t think anything of it. My Ninja can handle a little cherry pit! And it did. No sign of it at all.

1/2 way through my rather delicious smoothie I thought “Hmm.. wait… are cherry pits safe?” Quick Google and… nope. They are actually pretty poisonous - oh and they’re even more dangerous to a person when, you guessed it, they have been ground up. Commence freak out.

Vomiting was induced (that was fun “:-/) and poison control was contacted. I was told I should be ok since it was only 1 or 2 - and because I made myself vomit.But of course if I start to have any symptoms to call right away.

Stlll scary stuff. and still a little freaked out. f’ing cherries.

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