Day 7.
My energy levels have evened out after a couple of days of up and down fluctuation. My body is still adapting, but the symptoms of this adaptation are lessening in frequency and severity. What I interpret from the process is my digestive tract getting more comfortable with digesting fat. At times, I felt as though my intestines (and probably the microbes that inhabit it) were entering panic mode: "What's all this stuff? Eggs? Steaks? Where's the bread? What happened to the leaves and stems we used to dine on like kings?" The result of this desperation would be that I absorbed only some of the fat I was ingesting, while the rest was discarded along with a number of dead carb-dependent bacteria. This has calmed down over the past couple of days, so I not only make fewer trips to the bathroom but I also feel like I'm on a fairly steady energy supply.
I wake up in the morning now without any of the fogginess, gut pain, and disorientation I accepted as just the normal thing people experience when they wake up. I've lost a significant amount of excess fat around my face, neck, and midsection (probably just from letting go of the water my cells were carrying around), and my teeth are thanking me every day. I'm no longer trafficking guns and ammunition to the tiny terrorists living along my gumline, and little by little they are packing up and leaving.
southernhybrid said:
But, as one who doesn't care that much for meat but loves vegetables, fruits and nuts, I can't help but ask. Are you enjoying eating this way? Inquiring minds want to know?
The more I do it, the more I enjoy it. But there are a few dimensions to that, so let me explain.
First and foremost, I love meat and I never get tired of the taste of it when it's prepared to my liking. I can't cook a damn thing, but now I'm learning how to pan-sear a steak to perfection and making my way around a pressure cooker. That of course is just a personal anecdote, but I suspect everyone has a natural taste for meat that they can reactivate without much trouble. Children will eat meat without hesitation, but vegetables have to be dressed up in all sorts of ways. I think there's probably a biological and historical reason for this. Much of the vegetables we eat are not naturally occurring in the wild, so we wouldn't have developed a palate for them.
On top of that, the only way that plants are able to defend themselves from being eaten (rather than just their seeds) is to manufacture toxins and antinutrients that must be cooked out of them before consumption, or tolerated as "fiber" that your body doesn't get anything out of. You get these bitter flavors and burning sensations that can be harnessed with a little ingenuity to make other foods taste better, but are really your body's way of telling you that you shouldn't be eating this. But that's a side point that doesn't really address your question.
The second thing that I've come to terms with is that
I don't look to food for enjoyment so much anymore. We have this idea that our meals should be entertaining, when really it doesn't have to be anything other than fuel; and if it's the kind of fuel our bodies are optimally geared to run on, chances are it will taste just fine. So, the concept of eating out of boredom or chasing variety for its own sake is starting to seem like a waste of time to me. I know that the taste of a rare ribeye steak with a nicely charred exterior will, always and forever, be something I immensely enjoy. If I had the budget for it, I'd eat it every day for every meal (as the
Andersen family has for decades without any health problems). But burger patties are tasty too, as is bacon, chuck roast, salmon, and did I mention bacon?
Finally, I just love how simple everything surrounding eating has become. There's no more looking for recipes that torture a cauliflower into tasting vaguely like a potato, or looking for low-carb cheesecake recipes that leave me unsatisfied and wanting the real thing. Over time, not eating anything sweet makes me want it less and less, and I expect to eventually have no interest in sugar at all. Grocery shopping is fun. I think of all the money I'm saving from cereals, vegetables, and sweets (not to mention craft beer!) and channel that into the week's selection of meats. I do miss the occasional drink, but I intend to find a way to enjoy a non-fermented liquor once in a while after the month is up.