Warning long message!
Ok so recently I was on leave with hubby. What started out as a (adult decision made here) “well if I have a little bit of ice cream, a few chips or a bit more alcohol it won’t make that much difference and besides I’m on leave!” (Old habits die hard), ended up almost being a self-inflicted experiment.
After a few days of having a little bit of this or that without care, it ended up with me focusing on how those little extras were making me feel, I know I should have stopped, but I almost felt like I needed to do it to prove to myself once and for all that LCHF really was making me feel healthier. Let’s face it when I first started this w.o.e. last November I was emotionally, and physically at my lowest, and my health was not great, but after just 3 months I was feeling fantastic, then I caught flu in March and things went a little sideways from then onwards. Since then I’ve only been following LCHF about 90% of the time, and yes I have had plenty of NSV’s (non scale victories) and some scale victories, but I feel like I should be further along in my journey by now.
So at the end of my fortnight of overindulgence, which included sweets, ice cream, alcohol, tortilla chips, hot dogs in rolls and fish and chips, I can honestly say that I have learnt my lesson. My postnasal drip has started to come back, those muggy headaches have been back daily for the past week, and I feel more tired and have regular heartburn. Also, all of these foods I know I shouldn’t eat because of my fatty liver, so that has caused increased discomfort under my right ribs. As a side note I have also reduced my water intake, not out of choice, maybe it’s something to do with all those extra carbs.
It has proved to me what I already knew, that when we eat things like carbohydrates, we activate areas of our brain which responds by putting out dopamine, the pleasure hormone. This circuit overrides our normal hunger hormones in our gut, which usually tell us when we have had enough food. When the pleasure circuit is ignited, it remembers, and we are likely to want to achieve that 'feel good feeling' again; I can honestly say there was no “feel good feeling”, I was just a pig! If there was a bag of sweets, it was like I was on a mission of devour that bag, not because I was enjoying them, or that I wanted them, but just because they were there.
I feel like I have always been a bit like, one eye over my shoulder looking at all the foods I left behind, and every now and then reach back and grab something, in case I forget what it tastes like, smells like, feels like etc., stupid I know. I suppose that’s because I have had a weight problem all my life, and I do mean ALL my life, and I’ve tried just about every diet going, Slimmer Magazine (30 odd years ago), Slimming World, Weight Watchers, the grapefruit diet, counting calories, counting fat grams, you name it. So after years of following a diet, reaching target and going back to how I used to eat after 6 months or a year (and gaining all the weight back plus some ), I haven’t really broken that ingrained mindset of this is a diet and I will soon be back to being able to eat my old favourites. Well my little experiment has proved to me that this is a new way of life and definitely not a diet and that my new favourites are cream, butter, coconut oil, olive oil, greens and protein, no more looking back at what I used to love because I don’t love them, they love me, they love making me want to eat more, feel terrible, get fatter and still want to eat more – VISCOUS CYCLE BROKEN!!!!
This weekend I will be batch cooking for my lunch at work, ensuring that there are enough greens and salad in the house and that all the sweets are in hubby’s belly and not mine, I shall be going back to bullet proof coffee and intermittent fasting, and avoiding all those horrible we-want-to-make-you-ill carbs!!