Running A Difficult 6 Miles And Suffering Badly From Tiredness On The Lower Carbohydrate Diet.
Today I went out for a run and I broke down at 6 miles. Running on this low carbohydrate diet is more difficult than I’d maybe anticipated. I’m hoping that it was just the heat that killed the run but living off 35g of carbohydrates is a challenge compared to the 600-1kg I was living off daily before.
The day started off bad. I’m still in the shared house in Walthamstow and I have to sleep on a bunk bed that’s 6 foot in the air. I’d planned on going out early in the morning when it wasn’t so hot but unfortunately that wasn’t to be.
I tried stepping out onto the bunk bed ladder but it fell off. Being terrified of heights I sat on the top bunk wandering how the fuck I was ever gonna get down.
I was gonna text the landlord and explain what had happened but I have dignity. Besides, I’d left my clothes down on the ground and I’d already flashed him after floodgate last Thursday and I didn’t want a fucking repeat.
Eventually I made it down by just stepping down onto a wardrobe and jumping (probably ruining their fucking ceiling in the process).
All in all I was trapped up there for 2 hours.
I’m really fucking tired
Anyway tonight I’m absolutely fucking wrecked. I’m starting to go into ketosis and am hoping that this tiredness phase ends soon. It’s pretty unbearable and writing this fucking blog post is a challenge.
I wanted to go out tonight but I was literally falling asleep at my desk here.
Tonight’s dinner was a packet of cheese slices and 2 bars of 85% Cocoa chocolate. My carb tally is 27g for the day. I think that’s good.
Basically I haven’t got a fucking clue what I’m doing but I’m willing to try something different if it means making some progress with my diet. For 3 years I’ve been trying the low fat regime on and off and it just hasn’t worked as it makes me crave food even more than normal.
At least now I’m not thinking of food. I’m thinking about going to fucking bed and that’s what I’m doing now.