Last night, after I shut down the computer, I just sat here for a while feeling defeated. I’d spent two weeks doing what I thought was everything right. I tracked everything I ate. I stayed away from bread, potatoes, sugar, and all the things people immediately associate with carbohydrates. Then I tested my ketones for the first time and… nothing.
According to that little strip of paper, I wasn’t in ketosis at all.
It felt like failure.
For a while, I sat here thinking that if I’d already failed, I may as well eat whatever I wanted. The temptation was immediate. I wanted pizza. Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately) I didn’t have one in the freezer. What I did have was pasta. Bowties, specifically.


