Keto: What the heck is it?

This post follows on from: It’s Not About Weight.



So, what exactly is Keto? I have had this question asked of me many times since I started sharing Hubby’s and my journey. Well, let’s begin with a nursery rhyme:

Jack Sprat could eat no fat
His wife could eat no lean
And so betwixt the two of them
They licked the platter clean

The problem with this nursery rhyme is the illustrations show Jack as a skinny fellow and Mrs. Sprat as obese. This is what we all grew up with and this is what society tells us is our fate if we go the way of dear Mrs. Sprat.

Except it turns out that fat doesn’t make us, well, fat, sugar does. By eliminating most, or for some people all, fat from our diet we are doing our bodies a huge disservice.

Well, I don’t eat dessert, Eliza. 

Me, neither. In fact, I drink my coffee black, never drink pop, never eat processed out of a box food and rarely drink alcohol. And yet, since entering into full blown perimenopause, I was getting bigger and bigger and bigger.

From what? Carbs, my friends. Over my almost 55 years of life, my body has been using glucose (aka sugar) from carbohydrates as fuel, but my aging (gak!) body can’t keep up and that glucose is being shoved out into fat cells. Not to mention all the other horrible symptoms I list in my Not About Weight post.

The Keto Diet trains your body to use fat as a fuel source instead of glucose. In the absence of glucose, the liver turns fatty acids into ketones which become the body’s fuel source. This is a perfectly healthy way to provide fuel to your body. In fact, it has been used for over a hundred years to diminish epileptic seizures.

What does this mean in terms of food? It means eating a heck of a lot more healthy fats, moderate protein, and low carbohydrates mainly in the form of green veggies. I will expand upon this in future posts, but this is the gist of it.

I suspect that our plump Mrs. Sprat was eating fat AND carbohydrates. And Mr. Sprat? Just because he was a skinny little fellow does not necessarily mean he was healthy.


~ Eliza



Going Keto

This post follows on from All Hell Broke Loose.



Just before Christmas, Hubby announced that he needed to take charge of his health. Part of this came from his entire wardrobe being too small. It also came from him stepping on the scales and completely freaking out at the number that glowed up at him.

Several of our family, friends and acquaintances were on the Keto Diet and experiencing fantastic health benefits; weight loss being one of them. Hubby did some research and asked me if I would like to eat this way.

Well ya! This is exactly how I should be eating!

We are now eating per Keto.

~ Eliza

All Hell Breaks Loose

This post follows on from When Hubby is a Chef.



I wanted to respect Hubby’s creative freedom in the kitchen, while eating as healthfully as possible. Some Me Unfriendly food items, I could simply left off my plate, like tomatoes and cheese. However, short of cooking all my own food, I managed only 60% of my meals being Me Friendly.

My rosacea and belly pains did clear up significantly, so I could accept this. Then I entered perimenopause and all hell broke loose. I gained 20 pounds in six months, and my acid reflux got so bad the pain shot straight up through my jaw.

Something had to radically change.

~ Eliza