Well, my weight hasn’t moved. Hasn’t budged for weeks, months maybe. I don’t know why my body is so stubbornly holding onto the fat, but doggone, it’s beyond annoying and frustrating now. It’s downright infuriating.
I can’t just give up on the ketogenic diet, though. Despite the lack of evidence it works, I just can’t seem to make myself stop hoping and hanging on. After all, it’s worked for millions of people for 150 years, it’s settled and sound science, and I can’t tolerate the emotionalism and brain fog of going back and forth, adding more carbs in just to lower them again, etc. No, I’m afraid this lifestyle change is likely forever.
But dangnabit, having that number frozen on the scale is maddening!
Ah well, I suppose keeping at it is the best course for now, though Kekwick still beckons, for better or worse.
I need a new car too. *Sigh* Instead I have new contacts, and they take some getting used to, but I’ll make the effort so I can have the hope of better things. I guess this diet is much the same – more about hope than results right now.