A brief diet update, as I'm posting anyway. Some time ago I posted that I'd lost five pounds, probably down to getting rid of the fluid retention. That was three weeks ago (my God, where does the time go), and until yesterday I'd have said I hadn't lost any more. What I would say, though, is that at least I had arrested the seemingly inexorable weight gain that started around five years ago. Which is worth a lot all by itself.
Today I seem to have definitely steadied the scales another two pounds lighter, which is nice! I'm still on what I would term a high-fat low-carb diet - within reason, no bread, potatoes, pasta etc, and at least think about the fat:carbohydrate ration in most things I eat. The great thing about is that after the first week, I haven't missed the volume of the carbohyrate portion of a meal. Previously, if I'd sat down to a meal of two chicken drumsticks and some salad and veg I'd have had several hearty chunks of french bread with it, scantily buttered (I have never fancied those chemical artificial marge-y things). Nowadays I'm quite happy to have just the chicken drumsticks with maybe some coleslaw, along with tomatoes and greenery with a bit (OK, quite a lot) of mayonnaise. I don't seem to need the bread any more to fill me up.
The only thing I regret about this new way of eating is that apparently I can't handle fruit any more. I used to eat an apple a day (keeps the doctor away), but two weeks ago I started to eat my first one since giving up bread and potatoes, and by half-way through I had a headache and felt light-headed, so I gave it up. Not entirely happy about that tbh. Then a couple of days ago I had a glass of orange juice and I felt like I'd downed three glasses of wine all at once. That lasted half an hour, which was rather weird. Last night I was offered some biscuits, so to be polite I ate them (two bourbons). Oh.My.God. Cue over half an hour of barely being able to keep my eyes open.
So, on the upside: my body seems to have converted to fat-burning with a will; it seems the weight may be gradually slipping off without me having to think at all about cutting down on what I'm eating; definitely less senior moments where I've scared myself stupid because I'd forgotten the cooker was on or something; increased flexibility in the joints. Oh, and the biggie - that first week, when the five pounds waved bye-bye? No more orange-peel thighs! YAY!
On the downside: there may be a problem with fruit. This isn't something I'm happy to give up, so I shall have to do some reading.
And finally, in the "that's interesting" section: I've never had a problem with alcohol, but have always been happy to put away my share when the occasion demanded it, or just asked nicely. Intake has reduced drastically over the years with reduced opportunities to go out and increased responsibilities for young'uns who are entitled to expect the adult in charge to actually be capable. But I always have had one of those little bottles of wine - 2 glasses or so - while I was cooking the tea on a Friday and Saturday night, just for a little treat. The first week of the new eating style, I decided not to have any wine, because I'd read that processing alcohol takes priority over processing food properly, and inhibits weight loss. I've just realised, I hadn't even thought about my "Friday night treat" since then. That is weird. (Make no mistake, I am not going teetotal - particularly not when I'm away on holiday - but, well, that wasn't something I'd expected at all.)