Languished in “Drafts”: Going to the opera


Every operatic diva.

I moved to Arizona to work for a weekly entertainment magazine, which is how I ended up seeing my first opera. And my second, and my third, and my fourth …

My attendance has waxed and waned over the years, but I’ve been regular enough that I’ve even seen some shows twice, with different casts and stagings. (Sometimes that’s not such a good thing: My first Carmen experience was so amazing, for example, that through no fault of its own the most recent show I went to was doomed to be a letdown in comparison.)

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Languished in “Drafts”: The micro/macro levels of a keto diet

When I was discouraged early on because of middling to no weight loss, Mr. Brooks suggested I shift the percentages of my macros to a more strict level: I’m now at 5% carbohydrates, 20% proteins and 75% fats. On a 1,600-calorie diet, that’s 20g of carbohydrates,  80g of protein and 133g of fat.

Probably the most difficult part for me is consuming so much fat in a day. In the morning when I make my protein shake, I’m now adding 3 tablespoons of oil to get the ratio closer to where it needs to be. Even then, some nights I’ll be so short on fats that I end up downing a spoonful or two of oil. (FWIW, Avocado oil is lightweight enough that it doesn’t feel like being punished with castor oil.)

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The keto diet is done! Vive le keto! (For other people)

The final tally for my keto experiment, BTW: I lost 10 pounds over two months.

I’m not sure why I expected to lose more — 10 pounds is a healthy amount, considering all I changed was my diet — but I did feel a little cheated in that regard. The eating plan was so strict! I can see how people who are trying to lose a lot of weight could fall victim to malaise, when the degree of results isn’t mirroring your perceived effort.

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Trying not to cheat-o on my keto

Roughly six weeks in to the ketogenic experiment, and I’m down about 9 pounds. If I could weigh myself now like I could a few months ago, I’d have a more accurate count, but for now that routine is off a little.

Having a food routine, meanwhile, has helped me stay on track.

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Keto diet, higher cholesterol


I’d been wondering about the ramifications of eating so much meat, cheese and fat on this keto diet, and this morning my bloodwork at the doctor revealed that my cholesterol levels have indeed increased — from a traditionally “low” reading to one that’s on the high side. (Not elevated enough for alarm or medication, but definitely an increase.)

The risk of eating like this over a long time, the doctor told me, is that cholesterol could build up in the arteries. (Which could lead to high blood pressure, clogged arteries or even a heart attack.) He didn’t demand I go off the diet immediately, but asked how long I planned to be on it, and said we’ll monitor the levels to be sure that they don’t steadily increase.

It’s been a month and a half, and I’m down about 9 pounds. On one hand, that’s pretty good … but on the other, I’ve also plateau’d and there’s been no significant weight loss over the past few weeks, and I thought this whole keto thing was supposed to lead to a more dramatic result.

As I told my friend tonight, all signs point to me having to just suck it up and do cardio. DAMMIT.


Very cheese-y: Trying a keto diet

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Eventually I’m going to have to try this, out of sheer curiosity.
Click on the photo to go to the recipe on the Diet Doctor website.

For the past couple of weeks I’ve been living in some alternate-reality world — a place where:

  • Fruit isn’t a wise snack, but a lump of butter rolled in toasted coconut can be.
  • Nonfat Greek yogurt isn’t a good choice, but cheddar cheese is.
  • If I’m craving something crunchy and salty, I should step away from whole-wheat Triscuits and instead bust open a bag of chicharrones.

I’m trying a low-carb eating plan for the month of June, and it is messing with my head.

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Conquering the divide

When I was at my first full-time newspaper job, I first noticed how polarizing the conservative/liberal divide can be.

That particular day, some financial development had brought the ire of the publisher, who was ranting in the morning meeting about how liberals were constantly trying to steal Americans’ money with programs funded by tax dollars. He turned to me and said: “Aren’t you mad that you have to pay Social Security taxes? I mean, it won’t be there when you’re old enough.”

“But other people—including my parents—will need it sooner,” I said. “Why would I begrudge that?” He looked at me like I had three heads, and it suddenly became very clear how very different our lives had been and would always be.

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