That’s all I can say. Wow.
I have now experienced the shift from “feeling ill” to feeling better than I have felt in my entire life. It’s really amazing. Honestly, I have not had this level of energy, this confidence, this drug-free high in years. If this is any indication of how I will feel by ending my carbohydrate and sugar addiction, it matters not to me if I lose an ounce. The feeling is better than any other reward. What great energy!
So, my metabolism learned how to burn stored fat instead of whatever I have eaten. Turns out the amount of carbs I ate yesterday was actually 11g. less than I thought (I’ve learned you are to deduct fiber grams from total carbs before coming up with your day’s total). So, not at all a back-slide… just about 10g. over target.
After the two week induction period is up, I will begin to raise my carb intake by 5g./day per week until I stop losing weight. Once I’m at that “stall level” (up to 45g. carbs/day), I will then lower back by 5g. and continue to lose weight at a slower, more healthy pace, now that my body has learned how to more efficiently burn its own fat before heading to the foods I’ve just eaten.
So very very very happy. Not drinking enough water, though. Spent the morning taking care of our friends who brought their son home from the hospital. He looks great, but the amount of bone they took from his tiny six month old skull is just amazing. Parents needed some “pitching in” kind of help, which we were glad to give.
Then we went to Target to pick up new jeans for Keith and… wow… we found king flannel sheet sets for $25. We bought two. So awesome!! Then off to babysit Angus who is one of my very favorite furry clients. We stopped by Carl’s Jr. and bought burgers we ended up taking the buns off of to eat… and strangely, I was satisfied. Amazing that a week ago, I’d have had a burger (and its buns), fries, and about a third of Keith’s Dr. Pepper and would still be searching around for a piece of chocolate after. AH-MAY-ZING.
Got home to learn that one of the many many many letters I wrote earlier this month, begging for help with the treachery that is my misreported credit information on my credit report, has yielded a state senator who is very interested in my story and who has already contacted Experian and Fair Isaac on my behalf, the latter of which contacted me and asked for me to fax over a couple of items referenced in my ten page chronology of two and a half years worth of events which has led me to this point. He called back at 5pm, just before leaving the office, to say that I absolutely have an actionable claim (if not several) and that he will be working with me, disclosing full information about my FiCo score and the way all three credit reporting agencies are reporting my credit, in order to arm me with as much information as possible to finally set the record straight. Thank God, I may have found a way to get this crap fixed. Finally.
Not holding my breath, but certainly feeling more optimistic than the eleven other times I’ve sent out a letter detailing these issues and been met with, “Oh, yeah. We fixed that. Sorry,” and a new report generated three months later with the exact same errors.
Okay, getting late and I need sleep. Toodles, my doodles!