I keep seeing memes joking about how we are allĀ sheet-caking and will gain 15 pounds when we get out of this Pandemic Life. I do love a good meme.

Until my knee started making that gross dog chew toy noise and my lower spine felt like it isn’t fully connected. So I did what any sane and totally logical person would do: I weighed myself.

5 pounds heavier than I’ve ever been in my entire life.

5 pounds of eating cookies and cake and all the carbs that I know I need to avoid when possible. I literally sheet-caked myself into uncharted territory. That is scary because up until this point I’ve only struggled to take weight off. I’ve been able to maintain a weight fairly easily, just can’t make it lower.

It was a wake up call.

Until my Victory Garden is up and running, I know I won’t be able to go to the grocery store often enough to get the fresh fruits and vegetables I need to maintain a PCOS-friendly food habit. But since I’m sitting around the house (and often going for long walks or toiling in the garden) I may as well experiment with other ways that I can get my body back to the place where it doesn’t sound like a haunted house.

The first experiment will be Quarantine 16. AKA 16-hour fasting. Hubs had mentioned in a while back but I didn’t really pay attention because I had an entire life of things to do and places to go. Now that all those distractions are gone, I want to see what intermittent fasting can do for me. I’m sure that like every other experiment I’ve tried, I’ll likely see mediocre results for a week or so, then plateau and give up.

Let’s try it.

I get up early. Like 5:30 a.m. early. Usually I have coffee with heavy cream, then later in the morning (around 9 a.m.) I make some actual breakfast. Lunch around noon. Dinner around 5:30 p.m. So for a 16-hour fast to work around our family’s schedule, it will likely need to be a 6 p.m. – 10 a.m. fast.

I’m starting tomorrow, Monday, April 6.