She had a body that would stop a freight train. She worked out and walked regularly in the
park off Yale, speed walking, and I used to troop along with her and some
doctor friends who bird dogged her. Betty was gorgeous and had a nice
customized front end too. Body shops did
and still do wonders. She worked hard on
it no doubt about it. I know her and her
ex were probably narcissistic work out freaks.
She actually tested her urine to determine if she was in ketosis or not
on a daily basis. For those not
familiar, ketosis is when your body is utilizing fat instead of the preferred
glucose as an energy source. "Most medical resources regard ketosis as a
pathological
state associated with chronic starvation. Glucose is regarded as the preferred energy
source for all cells in the body with ketosis being regarded as a crisis
reaction of the body to a lack of carbohydrates in the diet." Get the picture? One really has to be obsessed, and also has to know what they are doing
to want to stay in the state of ketosis.
The term comes from Ketone, a by-product of the breakdown of fats in the
body. It is decarboxylated into Acetone
and that my friends is excreted in the urine and in the breath. It is quite noticeable. Know anyone with anorexia? Smell their breath, it will have a sweet
chemical smell to it. I went on a diet program called "The 6 week cure to the middle aged middle." and it relies on ketosis to drop your weight rapidly. It is tough to stay on, but it works. I went from 267 to 240 in six weeks.
I fell out of touch with Betty and was living down on Riverside at Place One in 1988. I came out of my apartment and saw her cruising around in her car looking lost. I waved her down and we chatted. Seems she was doing home checkups for patients AIDS patients
and was looking for an address when I happened to see her driving around.
I helped her get oriented and pointed her in the direction of the address.
I really regret not getting to know her better, but she had
a lot going on in her life. Either she
wasn't over her ex, or he had been enough to scare her off
relationships, or it could have been the parents. Her parents seemed the
very religious types and had convinced her that her ordeal was divine retribution
for her wayward lifestyle. Anyway, they
kept her on a short leash since she was living under their roof.
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