Monday, June 24, 2024

I will not do that again.

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I made my fatted coffee as usual.  But, when finishing it up, I wondered if duck fat would work, as a minor additive.  About a tablespoon of that, in, to melt and such.  Bleh.  No.  Nor any other type of... typical fat.  Lard was never an option.  But I did wonder about tallow.  No, just... no.  I am wondering about butter, now.  I'll try it, in time.  Though not for a while.  I have to get that... notion, taste, bleh, out of my mouth, mind, before trying something questionable again.

It is 77 in this front room.  But I am quite cool.  I am not sure if it is the diet or having lost so much weight that makes me so amenable to the high temps.  At 77 I should be just about dying.  Not feeling a bit frigid.  The fan is going behind me.  But that has never made even an iota of difference in the past.

It's wonderful.  But so very strange.  As is building back muscle?  Or... regaining a bit.  I lost some, when not eating.  My arms, legs, possibly even torso... all atrophied, in the muscle department, when I cut calories to less than 600, often only 300, a day... for months.  Both after the accident, and when first starting carnivore but running into nausea.  

Some coming back, just from getting up off the floor daily, or even twice daily.  Well, and just from sleeping on the floor.  Rolling, sleeping on the floor, takes a lot more muscled, than sleeping on a bed, rolling on a mattress with springs as well.  And, definitely, getting up, and even going down, to sleep, takes a lot more muscle.  With enough protein, that allows for building.  Without protein, workouts don't do much.  While not actual workouts, as in with iron weights, it is more than many really do.  Handling body weight is... actually a fairly reasonable workout.

I finally called the wound clinic.  I was hoping for an literal after noon appointment, if available.  Or I would have to set it back a week or two.  As it turns out they had an appointment as soon after actual noon as they have available!  So, I took that.  Just... the early appointment was too close.  Now that means I have to tinker around town for a couple of hours.  But I have an idea of what I can do.  A bit of business.  It's for later in the week, but it's one less bother on my mind.  I was beginning to sweat things.

I must admit, I am thinking about a bit of a nap before getting on to work.  For some odd reason, the front room went from 77 down to 75?  Odd.  Cooling out there?  Maybe a storm rolling in?  Not exactly sure.  Though... that would explain the sudden seeming need for a nap.  Hmm... okay.  (Yes, I... took my time with this post, got lost looking here and there, and am just finishing it up an hour after beginning it... in case you were wondering.)

Oh, I can't seem to connect to Vox's blog.  Not sure if it's down, is under attack, or what.  He does pick the right enemies.  And kicks them where it hurts.  Then again, so do I.  Similar enemies.  Similar kneecaps to them.  But, he is far more popular?  If you... believe the numbers.  I just don't care, but don't have a business that wants or needs such things.  Wouldn't surprise me if they have taken out his blog, again, though.  Or he let it go?  Who knows.

Later.

4 comments:

  1. I liked the addition of Irish butter (thin slice or two, not much). Duck fat in coffee, gag... I didn't even like duck fat on Duck! (always skinned them like a Pheasant, no plucking).
    Scale said 271# hope to see 269 soon (lowest I've been since the late '90's) then I can work on the 260-269 range for awhile.
    Gains... I'm growing hair back on my arms! none on legs yet. LBL.

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  2. Thanks for the warning! But, honestly, I should have known by the smell. To be honest? Duck fat is absolutely wonderful, for cooking. It, strangely, has no flavor or gag response (not like the smell, or in coffee, would cause one to presume).

    I'll tell you, when it starts dropping? If you get into ketosis, and begin consuming your own fat *ss? WOW! It'll spook you how fast it comes off. But... you will... look sort of funky. Even at the mid 230s? Funky doodle looking. Getting better. Compression from time to time helps. But... pretty funky. Just don't let that cause you to lose heart. This is just a longer trip than I had initially thought.

    How is hair growing back on your arms? That's... weird. To me. Then again, I never really had much hair, on the body. Just the two spots it's really wanted. Junior and not bald. The rest looks like I shave. Bleh. It's... a genetic thing, from what my research uncovered, probably. My brother had it, and worse. He was developing real boobs, in high school. They... clipped those for him.

    Either our mom is a bit of a genetic oddity, or she attempted to end us, using overdoses of the pill. She... suggests not, but I'm... not a believer.

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  3. Hair in normal places, mentioned I'd lost ALL hair on arms ,legs,fingers,& toes (can't sharpen a knife properly with no arm hair to test it on) started as small whispy patches at the wrists, now has progressed up the arm far enough for me to sharpen a knife or two. Must be a circulation thing, (lacking liver enzyme?)

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  4. Fingers and toes? Seriously?

    I am so far out of the loop!

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