Week 7 - Summer Low Carb Bootcamp - are you still with us?!

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Morning all

Here's the spreadsheet - sorry to keep you all waiting!

So we have four full weeks before our final weigh-in - still time to lose half a stone if you stick at it.

Here's to a good week ahead

Just made an amazing discovery via Pinterest - peanut butter mug cake. One egg, three spoons of peanut butter. Stir well. Microwave for a minute. Add cream on top. Yum. The original recipe had sugar in it. I just left it out.

Was it nice cherry? I did a peanut butter mug cake once and it tasted like rubber. It was a carby one with flour though.

Sertraline is an SSRI like fluoxitine stunt so will have similar effect. I think the difference in meds is due to Jim being more anxious than depressive e.g. having panic attacks, so is in need of calming meds atm. I have always had doctors struggling to tell me whether I am predominantly depressive or anxious so Sertraline seems a good catch all for me. Possibly they thought similar for you?

I was on anti-depressants years ago and one of the side effects I experienced was increased libido.

Jim {{hug}}

I have very irritable guts and have shat myself on many occasions. It is really really not nice.

I am being a carby twat but I'm on holiday so not stressing too much.
Carbs in question being a few beers and a few chips last night.

I bought a little box (maybe a tic tac size box) of caramel sugar free sweets from M&S.

I just lurk on this (inspirational) thread but had to comment when I saw your post.

I too have innocently consumed those M&S caramel sweets of digestive doom! 😅

I think sorbitol is the sweetner they contain, but whatever it was it was like a fireworks display going off in my gut leading rapidly to explosive arse 'leakage'.

Dignity was a stranger to me that day.

Evil, arse unfriendly, boiled sweets.

I have to say ladies, all the talk of shitting ones self is doing wonders for my mood, I'm laughing my tits off

cleareyes really?!? I am really struggling with the opposite, poor DH is a patient man.

Mind you does anyone else find this woe is improving things in that department? Maybe it's just the extra energy it gives?

Glad to be of service, Jim. We all started off so polite 6 weeks ago, now just about anything goes in the sharing department.

I don't really 'get' Pinterest, but maybe I should make more effort as to etimes people do post good recipies.

At the moment, I so trying to talk myself out of a red bag. Wtf would I do with it - I font have a red bag lifestyle. But it's so soft and pretty, and I've lots of euros left...

I'm officially part of the
Oops I Crapped My Pants Club

My daughter is urging me to treat myself. But I suspect that's because she knows that if I buy it, she'll be sashaying off to uni with it dangling off her shoulder within a couple of months.

ClearEyesFullHearts I had the complete opposite, actually really upset me eventually - I guess that's when I realised I was feeling better because it didn't bother me for a long time. Total loss of libido and excessive sweating were the main reasons I gave up.

jimminy this will cheer you up

Styled. The club could have difference membership levels. Associate membership goes to those who just have a little anal leakage after taking Aldi, to a sort of presidential level which occurs after a bag of sugar free haribo.

Jim *

Hipp* I feel relieved more than anything, I can manage a day at a time. My colleagues and I moved all of the office sweets out of sight yesterday which has helped

Ilove "Associate membership goes to those who just have a little anal leakage after taking Aldi," I'm not surprised you had a problem if you ATE a supermarket!!!

Haribo Reviews

Well, my menu for the day has been really exciting.

Breakfast - Eggs
Lunch - Eggs
Dinner - Eggs.

Oh and tons of water and a fair bit of butter with the eggs.

as you can see, I'm all about the eggs today.

c4 i hope you're hanging in there

Thanks ClearEyes. Can I be the club president? Yeah sorry of me lowering the tone with my bowels! I'll confess its not unusual and basically expected by friends and family.

I was going to say there's no shame in shitting yourself, but obviously there is quite significantly. So I can only say you're amongst greatness, I'm sure.

Around 20 years ago, I shit myself at a family party after an incident with a prawn ring. Almost biblical levels, felt like Chernobyl. I'm yet to live it down. The bastard ingrates that are my family bring it up every Christmas (at my house!) or at just the sight of a prawn.

My period started today so I can only assume the sheer force of the gas has pushed it out sooner than expected. I'm relieved as its instantly turned off desperately seeking sugar and I've now barely any appetite.

Ilovecherries, don't deny yourself carbs and the bag too. Its too much for one person to bear.

How are you lot so comfortable with digestive events around other people??

I've been with DP 9 and a half years and I'm yet to fart in front of him bless him he's never done it in front of me either!

What is bullet proof coffee exactly?

Is it bullet proof if I put double cream in it? Or does it have to be unsalted butter or coconut oil, both of which sound disgusting to me.

On the 3 Day Egg diet, the 'rules' say you can have bulletproof coffee.

Jiminiy, I've never hear it shitting yourself described as a
Digestive Event before

JiminnyCricket. I'm that's even possible. We fart merrily in front of each other - he's seen me give birth, I have no dignity left in front of DH anymore!

Digestive Event is so funny Jim, do I get a rosette after each one?

Its firstly because if I've been shitting through the eye of a needle, I'm going to be telling someone about it. Friends, family, our friendly postman etc. DH is the same and will go through a menu, deciding out loud, what he will and won't be eating for digestive reasons.

Secondly its circumstance. We've shared hotel rooms after digestively aggressive food, had food poisoning from the same source and caught norovirus together in a cramped holiday let in desolate Norfolk. That combined with birth really takes away any dignity or caring.

Plus my DH is really, really funny so I can't hold a fart in front of him for any length of time as he always making me laugh. They just slip out and then what am I going to do, cough?

I've just whizzed up a coffee with a dollop of coconut oil.
It's not as bad as I thought it would be.
I couldn't add butter because the butter I have is salty.

I suppose it's a good alternative if you want the richness of cream without the dairy.

Are we weird??

I don't have kids so maybe after we've been through a birth together, farting won't be such a big deal

I think it's turned into a bit of a 'thing' with is now, neither wants to be the first one to do it in front of the other although I still maintain DP farted in bed once and it was the girlies, most high pitched thing you've ever heard. I was dying laughing but he didn't wake up so I never told him

Maybe in our wedding night I'll break the trouser silence we've been living in