Day 13: Remember How It Feels

Carbs are everywhere. Yummy tasty carbs. Foods and meals that I have loved and adored and that I can no longer enjoy. Yes, I know, it is my choice. I am the one choosing strict Keto. Obviously, I can’t complain about it. If I really dislike it all that much, I can go back to eating all these beautiful, tasty, carb rich foods.

Usually the temptation doesn’t last very long. Whenever I feel momentarily tempted to eat carbs, be it picking at my children’s plates of fries, finishing their pasta meals or just grabbing one of the delicious croissants that are in full view on the dining room table, I can’t help but remember how all these foods make me feel after I eat them. Sleepy, sluggish, full and bloated. All things I have not felt in almost two weeks.

So far, remembering how I feel after eating carb rich foods has been enough to deter me from the impulse to just grab something and enjoy it. I have to say that going Keto has so far required a lot of discipline on my part.

You have to remember that in my household, most of the foods consist of carbs. This isn’t going to change any time soon. Even though I am now quite carb conscious, I don’t feel Keto is the way to go for my young children. They are all strong healthy little ones bursting with energy. Let them have the carbs for now… There is no need for them to go cold turkey Keto like I chose to do. In time I will adjust the family’s eating habits to move towards a more Keto lifestyle for everyone.

Published by May

May Baydoun did all the “right” things and followed all the “right” steps. But she knew deep down that there was more to life than getting an education, getting married, having children... There had to be more than just the cards you are dealt. Watching her children play, she overheard her daughter saying “... just like mommy”. The sudden realization that her children, her daughters especially, would grow up to be just like mommy frightened her deeply. She was the role model of what a woman can be in this life and at that time, May wasn’t satisfied with who she was nor what she stood for. She was nothing more than her mother had shown her to be... A woman in her thirties, married with young children putting her dreams and ambitions on a permanent hold to raise a family. In that moment, she fully understood that she could not expect her children to become more or better than she was willing to be herself. It was a harsh reality check; and in that moment, she made the decision she would become the best version of herself she could be because she HAD to be the best possible role model for her children. That powerful decision, her awakening, meant that she could no longer accept the average life she had led up until that point. She set out on a wild journey of deep self-discovery. Not only of who she was, but who she wanted to be and how to become that woman who had that life. Along the way, she made the discovery of the law of attraction and suddenly her whole life made sense. The good luck... The bad luck... The past decade of her life. It all made sense. She had created it all. And if she could create it, then she could dis-create it and re-create something new. She began testing the theory and in no time was proven right. Fully trusting the Universe, she allowed herself to be led on the journey. She has had the beautiful blessing of learning from so many great thought leaders and piecing together the many pieces of life’s intriguing puzzle. Over a decade later, she has discovered her life purpose, and is living it fully. Now that the student has become a master, she teaches others the principles that have led to her radical life transformation and how they too can leverage (or hack) the Universe to get anything they want... without breaking any of the laws!

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