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So tired. Didn't end up going down until two. The eight and ten alarms were on. I woke, initially, at about 7:46. Turned off the eight alarm, if I thought I might wake before the ten alarm. Nope. I rode the ten alarm through it's trajectory, but did wake if at eleven. Feeding Sassy first thing.
A bit of kefir to start. I'll get coffee water heating. Love that french press. It's... messy, but honestly fairly easy and fast to clean. Good for tea, too.
I'm probably going back to fasting for a few days. Other than kefir and fatted coffee. But the goal is to get back to eating sometime this week, and more carnivore than else? A... goal, hope. At least I am not fasting because of nausea. Just... that... I don't need food, want food, have things ready for cooking, and such.
Now, I may add some carby foods in, if things get too tight again. Though, if I can cook, I'll be making diy carb rich foods, cooking from raw, here at home. Though a casserole makes those sorts of things really easy. Even so, the goal is to get back to pure carnivore as quickly as possible.
Then again, that I have been able to fast for three days in a row, total fasting, as in no meals? I really must still be in fat burning mode. It didn't even bug me, until the end of the third day. I was getting a pain in my chest, higher abdomen, that... while it didn't feel like traditional hunger pangs, did indicate, to me, that my body wanted or needed food.
Well, and that soup was enough for it? One bigger can of soup, with added veggies and chipped jerky, lasted me two meals on two days, and was enough? Yes, my body is still in pretty good shape. In ketosis even? Maybe.
I need to get a shower, and dress like I am an adult. If nothing else, then just because. It's been a while since I showered. Needed. Wanted. I wanted to, just so exhausted. From the weather, I think. Even with the furnace up, warm layering, and else, the dark, damp, gloomy, cool to cold days have gotten to me. Weeks on end, now.
Well, on to looking around, getting coffee starts started, and else. Be well.
Before I even read this, soup sounded good. Scanning the pantry, I settled on canned salmon and green beans,(1/2 can of each, rest for tomorrow) (red-pepper flakes, and garlic, for fun) cold now maybe some cheese on warmup. 275# this morning.
ReplyDeleteCanned salmon... reminds me. I should add some of that to my stock. I used carolina reaper pepper flakes, sometimes adding normal ones and cayenne for subtler shades of heat. But, that sounds good.
ReplyDeleteCanned fish is one of the few ways to get more omega 3's. Sardines, if you can stomach them, since those are best in water (I don't trust the "extra virgin olive oil" on the labels). EVOO is expensive, with a short shelf life, they probably cut theirs with seed oils or use rancid but cook and flavor to hide, which are problems as well.
I've become food paranoid, a bit. But... for good cause. Don't worry, I won't even go into cheese. Yet. :p Goes to the rennet they use, in America, if you... want to check yourself. :) I usually try to buy European cheeses. That rennet is rightly outlawed there.
Oh, and don't cook with evoo. It... isn't made to be heated. Good, if you use it, cold, in dressings, or for keto dips. Maybe coconut oil, ghee (but bought is usually fake, at any price), butter, lard, or better yet tallow (beef fat lard).
Do I believe everything? No. But I try, and if it works, I... keep it. If I can move past it, I might consider it. But I remove it, for extended times, then try it after a few months off. Unless I am more sure it is bad, like seed oils.
Too much information, too fast? I can... back it off. As is, I am using this conversation to sort what I have... found, believe, tried, and/or currently still do.
I'm following what you're saying. Carolina pepper, haven't played with. Black, cayenne and dried red-pepper (plus the chili pepper varieties of all kinds) yes, and strangely when even most safe "bland" foods are Uugg..no,... I HAVE to add some spice. (anti-oxidant, anti-inflammatory?)
ReplyDeleteLove Sardines, need to get more. I have a good Navy sardine story I could share.
I'm over 1/2 Norwegian (don't hold it against me) and like the Japanese... If it comes out of the ocean... EAT IT!.
Navy too? I was subs.
ReplyDeleteI'm a double breed, Native and European. I'm more like... if it moves, eat it. If it doesn't, or has stopped? At... least try a bite. :p
As for peppers, hot ones anyway? I think they may be worth the risks regarding plant issues. They have their own set of positive side effects. As well, I do use other spices and herbs.
I'm a foodie. I don't use them as often, or as heavily. But, for my part, spices and herbs are fine, and hot spices are technically considered a "good". Oh, and as well, many spices and herbs are good natural preservatives, especially when salted as well.
Yup, preaching to the choir, spicy can be good.
ReplyDeleteService: Boot camp great lakes 6-85, MM-"A"school, Nuke power school Orlando class 8603, NPTU (prototype training) Idaho. CVN-70 #2 plant, 6-87 to 10-94
Missed you by >.< that much. I went in, in... October? Or so, of '85. Though, I didn't get through nuke power school. They had too many, and had started dropping people out. Well, and... I wasn't considered woke enough.
ReplyDeleteWe had a chick teacher. Pretty hot, actually. But, I asked questions, as I did with the male teachers. They didn't like that. Black mark. True that.
'Round that time they were decom-ing the nuke cruisers and reducing the NUKE rolls. Wonder... had a couple hot NPS teachers. We invited a "under instruction" HOT pre-teacher to be in our Graduating picture, she was a babe in person (although an officer and off limits) still a wonderful specimen of feminine beauty.
ReplyDeleteToo bad they turned you down. Being from the top part of the lower half in my class, I was intimately aware of practical, booksmart, ability and common scence. I always needed the bodies to fill the watchbill.
What did you end up doing?
Brother was a sonar-girl on the Finback
ReplyDeleteOh, I was... doing well in nuke school. Until I asked her questions, or doubted her setup. Something about freezing in a vacuum... I wasn't being "cute", I was seriously asking if that was... right. But it embarrassed her. Several of my questions did. Oh, yes, she was an officer. Damn.
ReplyDeleteI ended up as an A-ganger on... I can't remember which ones. Qualified my first run, in three months. Captain was thinking about getting me over to college and breaking ranks, mustanging. He had done that.
But... heart... Got the shingles as we were going out, it got into my heart and other organs, I think. They told me nothing was wrong, tried to send me back out.
I deserted. Wanted to see my family back home, before taking the trash out myself. Didn't want to die on a sub, figured that is what would happen. My mother tricked me into staying just long enough to be arrested.
I did eventually attempt suicide, half a dozen times. More. Twelve gauge, organic phosphates, crystal draino, and... much more. So, yeah. I just don't seem to die well. The organ failures should have killed me within five years, itself. Brought back three times. So... right.
No, I'm... 100%, permanent, total, service connected... now. But... yeah. Heart, kidneys, liver... all... sort of iffy. Carnivore seems to be helping, off and on, mostly.
My brother was in the airforce. Ended up retiring and getting 100%. Broke his back, but kept working for nearly a decade. I come from a family of morons. :p
Had the business end of a .44 Ruger in my mouth a couple of times, hammer back, taking up slack on the trigger... sanity saving me at the last second.
ReplyDeleteWorking on a hog farm taught me that if you want it dead NOW!!! 12ga. #6 birdshot between the eyes. Other rounds will kill, but 12ga#6 shuts down all nervous system activity right...now...
I pulled the trigger. Twelve gauge slugs. Loudest *click* I ever heard. Thought, maybe, I was dead there for a bit. Never did look to see what went wrong.
ReplyDeleteIt was my roommates gun. He had just hunted a doe with it a few weeks prior, so... fresh ammo and it did function. I... just slowly put it down, broke the ammo out if I didn't look, put it all away, and never thought about it again. For decades. It's been thirty years since I've tried any of that, though.
Yep. My step father took your path. Though, he did it through the neck, thought it would be better? It... was a hard death. My mother was there.