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Low Carb Quest: The Beginning

I’ve started a low carb diet to 1: see if I can make my stomach less squishy, and 2: Help reduce my risk of diabetes which runs in my family big time.  I don’t want to go on an extreme keto diet even though people have had amazing results from it. I tell myself that I think the <20 grams of carbs would require habits I can’t sustain. Honestly though I’m repulsed by the idea of butter in my coffee.  So I’m setting a limit of <100 carbs a day. That  just feels more reasonable to me. Also I’m leaving my options open for cheat days.

Today is day 4 of eating low carbs and right away I’ve noticed that I’m thinking more about what I eat. My automatic snacks used to be something like crackers or a granola bar. I’d grab them as much out of habit as anything. Now when I go for a snack I need to take a moment to think about what I’m going to eat. This has helped me to recognize a lot of eating habits I want to change. Like the number of times a day I go for a snack when I’m not hungry, but I need a break from whatever I was doing. Another big realization was that I don’t sweets as much as I thought. I see a candy bar or a cupcake  and have an impulse to buy it and eat it. Since that’s right out I plan what I will have when I get home.  Shortly after I’ve left the store and the sweet treat isn’t in my line of vision  I realize I’m not hungry and I don’t actually want the thing it was just there.  I still feel those impulses almost like a addicted response but I know what they are and I leave the Take 5 bar alone.   The range of foods available on the low carb diet are a big help. I’m lucky enough to like a lot of food so I don’t feel like my choices are limited to the levels that I’m suffering and I’ve adapted surprisingly quickly to coffee without sugar.

Unexpected Gifts part 1

 

My first visit to Provincetown began at Long Wharf waiting for the Ferry. It was a little chilly. I had a Ticket for the boat, a big suitcase and my backpack.

My cast mates arrived just moments before we disembarked and sailed down the coast of Massachusetts.

Alan the actor

waiting for the ferry.

 

For 90 minutes the ferry sailed on the ocean. We weren’t far out to sea but in a way it still felt a little isolated.

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Until we reached Provincetown. Then it felt like stepping through the wardrobe into Narnia. The place was unfamiliar but we were met by familiar faces. And it seemed like The last cheer of summer had hung back in this part of the world.

"We're Here!"

“We’re Here!”

Everywhere you turned there seemed to be someone friendly who knew why you were there and was able to help. It was one of the warmest welcomes I have ever experienced. It felt like the entire community of Provincetown is part of the festival.

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It is a gift to be a part of it. The artists technicians and scholars come from all over the world. They are at the tops of their craft. They walk and work among the most notable persons in theater and film.

I kept wondering Who thinks that I deserve to be with these people? And I was very grateful someone did.