I am officially down 34lbs! WOOT!
With that out of the way, let’s talk Off-Plan moments.
I know that I could have done better over the last few weeks in terms of pounds lost. I experienced more struggle than what I had normally been experiencing. All I can say is that “want” is a monstrous bitch. My body doesn’t care if I ever eat sugar or carbs again but my mind certainly does. Habits die hard and there are certain foods that still call to me every now and again. Avoiding them is mostly easy unless they are staring at me in the face. Then, the struggle is REAL!
As of Monday, April 24th – I have reached the 3-month mark in what feels like no time at all. My evaluation of Keto is the same. I love this way of eating!
I’ve had more moments of throwing caution to the wind than I’d like to admit. Some of those moments were of weakness, others because I didn’t eat for a long stretch of time and went past the point of no return. So, partly “want”-based and partly due to the hunger monster. A doctor once told me that you can be on a diet for 23 hours a day and execute with perfection but it only takes 1 hour to destroy that day. He makes a good point and if I were looking at the smaller picture, I would probably have fallen off the wagon again as I have so many times before.
I get it now. Is that weird to say? It felt weird to type. This isn’t about 1 day. It’s about the rest of my life. The bigger picture here is that on most days, I am keto-ing with perfect execution. The reality is, 100% perfection 100% of the time is not achievable. If that was my expectation, I’d surely fail. That is the difference between then and now. I’m happy when I get a perfect 24 hours in and in most cases, I do. However, sometimes, I don’t and that’s okay. That piece of cake along with ice cream or 3 glasses of wine I have at a social event isn’t the norm. Keto is the new norm and eventually will just be known as the norm. I’ve said this before but it’s silly to think that I’ll never have a glass of wine or piece of cake. It’s silly to think that I’ll never have another dinner roll or pasta. Once in awhile, I might. Herein lies the difference though — those few moments when I eat off-plan can’t and won’t undo all that I’ve done.
Because when my off-plan moment is over, I just get right back on-plan. On-plan is the new way of life and I’m here to tell you that it doesn’t suck.