Happy Ketoversary!

old & new jeans

And now for a happy story, as I feel like we need more of them after what’s happened this past week.

There’s a big story behind the two pairs of jeans in the header pic. Emphasis on “big.”

It was the day after Christmas, 2021. I looked at naked myself in the mirror right before my morning shower and made the same face whenever I get an unexpected bill. I had some nice Christmas presents that year, but an in-shape figure was not one of them. Simply put, my ass was out of shape. Before that realization, I grudgingly accepted my out-of-shape ass, and if I ever felt the least bit self-conscious over it, I’d eat a little less and exercise more. After all, those were the ways to weight loss, right? But despite cutting back on the bacon & chips and running a little more on my workout days and having my fruit and potatoes, I saw no damn results. I stayed around the same size and weight, and that day after Christmas, something in me actually wanted change. I didn’t seek out to make a heavily cliched New Year’s resolution that day, but it happened.

Then I wondered: how the hell am I gonna make that change?

Right after that wake-up call, I researched all sorts of diets that could help me out. The one that intrigued me the most was the Keto/Low-Carb lifestyle. Back in the 2000s when I first heard of a low-carb diet (then known as the Atkins diet), I balked at the idea of giving up my starches to shed the pounds. No way was I gonna let Dr. Atkins take away my potatoes and crackers. As I read more on the keto way of eating, I found out that it was those same potatoes and crackers that were fattening me up thanks to their high carb/sugar count, which I found unusual considering that I always thought I was eating healthy. Who knew so-called healthy foods were also doing damage? Or so I read.

I can’t say how and why I chose a lifestyle sans refined carbs and sugar, although maybe it had to do with two things. One: I tried almost every other diet/weight loss product out there and nothing worked. I lived through the days of “slimming tea” and Hydroxycut, so I should know. And two: having had weight struggles since childhood, at that point in my life, I’d try almost anything to shed the adipose. If giving up former faves like whole wheat bread, whole grain crackers, and bananas was the way to a new figure, then so be it.

Knowing that it was going to be a bumpy transition from high-carb to low-carb considering my eating habits, I chose to ease into it instead of quitting carbs cold turkey. I’ll admit, my heart ached when I had to say goodbye to my precious chips & crackers (one of my former addictions), apples & bananas (yep, I can’t have too much of them anymore), falafel patties, and croissants from Costco. But as the days went on, I started noticing some changes. Clothes started to feel a touch looser. My energy levels increased, as did my need to use the bathroom. I read that water weight was the first to go upon starting a low-carb/keto lifestyle, and while I also heard about that “keto flu”, I was lucky to not have experienced that (thank you, ketoade). By the end of the month, I had dropped a pant size. It was just one size but I was stoked.

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Me Time Rules

I’ve always been about Me time, but I never knew its value until this past Monday.

I worked a packed schedule for five days straight last week–something I normally don’t do. I’m usually at my day job four days a week, but I had to cover for someone who was out sick. My job happens to be a physical one, and I’m kinda surprised my body is still holding up after doing said job for eleven years. Then there was my commute, all done in the cold, pouring (and occasionally windy) rain. Oh, and my PMS just had to arrive at the same time. When I came home Sunday night, I felt both relieved and fucking drained. Relieved in that my work week was finally over, and fucking drained because obviously. Sure, my paycheck will be looking a little nicer come next payday for that extra day of work. But I felt like I sacrificed something far more important than a few extra bucks on my paycheck: my mental and physical health.

When I woke up from my much-needed long sleep on Monday, it felt like my batteries got recharged. Not really up to 100%, but I was getting there. I’m usually off Mondays and Tuesdays (aka my “weekend”), and that Monday morning, I realized how damn important Me time is. I did as I pleased on MLK day: stayed home (in which I am its only inhabitant, thankfully), watched NBA games, came up with more story ideas for my latest novel-in-progress, making good food if you’ve noticed my Instagram…And once I took a bite of my homemade low-carb pizza pocket (they exist, tastes like the high-carb version, and you can make ’em, too) for lunch, it was as if my skin had cleared up, my debts had been paid off, and all the misogynists, homophobes, and racists in the world were reduced to dust. OK, that didn’t happen, but I did feel revitalized. Even Me time can taste good, too.

Tea Fiend

tea & cup

I haven’t been much of a writing fiend as of late (work and life got in the way), but if I’m unable to write my future New York Times bestseller (yeah, sure), one thing that stays constant in my life is enjoying a hot cuppa. If you saw my tea collection, you’d go guuuurrrl because yes I own that much tea. Not enough to open my own tea bar, but I’m pretty stocked, to say the least. (It’s also hard to turn down a BOGO Free sale on Yogi Tea at Sprouts.) What am I about to brew on this cold, rainy night is one of my all-time faves you see in the pic above, about to be paired with my Evil Queen mug. Trader Joe’s better not discontinue that tea!

Giving Thanks

To my true friends and family

For having this day off from work

To my day job that, despite it being a physical job, pays me well and my co-workers & management are all supportive

To all who voted for democracy during this year’s Midterm elections

To all who continue to fight for abortion/LGBTQ+/voting rights, gender equality, and abuse victims

To the scientists and medical professionals who helped create the Covid vaccines and boosters (happy to be 4X full of 5G microchipped goodness!)

To all the face masks I’ve worn that spared me from getting Covid (I still wear them in indoor public spaces and in large outdoor crowds and I’m not ashamed to do so…but I await the day when Covid becomes an endemic)

To anyone who asks me for an ID as I get another day older (I used to find it so odd when I was in my 20s, but as I near my 40s, I find it flattering)

For being a teen in the late 90s/early 2000s (my Xennial ass is showing here, but what a time to be young)

To all the low-carb websites for giving me all the recipes and carb substitutes when I went low-carb almost a year ago

To Yogi Tea (their teas are 🔥)

To Jackie Collins, Maya Angelou, Dorothy Parker, Sue Grafton, and Sharon Olds, for creating many of my all-time literary faves. My idols, all of them!

To The Simpsons (Seasons 1-10, to be exact), for all the LOLs

To jazz music and its artists, past to present

To thrift stores, where over half of my wardrobe and bedding came from

To the sport of hockey

To Lelo (I’m single; do I have to explain why?)

To Target for selling Lelo products 😀

To the fact that I live in a safe (and affordable) space, all to myself

For living in California

In knowing I had some things to be thankful for in this mixed bag of a year.

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

Call Me Lex

Why Lex? Why not? It sounds cool and it’s also short for Lexine. I finally found my new pen name!

And don’t worry–I’m sticking with it this time.

I changed all my social media handles (see sidebar) to reflect my new nom de plume. I’m also on vacation at the moment, and I’ll be posting some pics soon, so come follow me!

(Pen) Name Change

The title says it all. As much as I liked “Bria Leone” as a pen name, I’ve decided to drop it in favor of another nom de plume…that I’m still deciding on. My reasons to ditch it are personal, and it’s a decision as tough as coming up with a new name. It’s not just finding a standout moniker; it’s also seeing if the name has been taken by others and taking the time to research it all. It may sound easy, but some of us have full-time jobs that keeps us away from the internet most of the time and also have an upcoming vacation to prepare. Like me. Oh, why couldn’t I have been born as Bria Leone? (Speaking of which, I’ll be keeping the blog’s website name for now until I settle on a new name.)

Ah well, time to hit up the ol’ trusty Pen Name Generator again.

That New Blog Smell

First off: hello and welcome, everyone! Try not to soak up all of the new blog smell.

Second, I intend this blog to be all about my writings and inspirations, and you’ll also get to know more about me and what/who my faves are over time. If you’re wondering if I’m on Twitter, TikTok, or Instagram, I’m not. (For now.) Maybe it’s because I’m an old but when it comes to blogging, I prefer the familiar yet cozy surroundings of WordPress.

A little bit about me: Bria’s Lex is my name, albeit part of a nom de plume. I was born, raised, and still live in the Bay Area, and have been a “writing fiend” since I was a pre-teen. Some of my prose, poems, and short stories have been published in local newspapers and anthologies since the late 90s, and “novelist” is my next accomplishment! I’m still doing some last-minute editing with my current story, and I hope to share it with you all soon.

**Update 9/6: I’m officially on Twitter! Now if only Instagram can hurry up with reviewing my account, so I can get that going. (They think my username is from a suspended account, which is so weird as this is my first time ever signing up with them.)

***Update 10/29: updated old pen name and Twitter link to my new name. Also, my IG is up and running!