Day 1 of My 30-Day OMAD Reset

A personal 30-day OMAD reset after hormonal upheaval, egg retrievals, and the need to feel steady in my body again.

I live with lipedema, and my body is very hormone sensitive. I am also trained in both nutrition and food science, with a BSc in Nutrition and an MSc in Food Science, so I tend to observe my own body through both personal experience and a scientific lens.

The last eight months have been intense. I have gone through four rounds of egg retrieval, which means repeated waves of major hormonal change. My body has felt all of it. I have gained weight, experienced the physical and emotional impact of those shifts, and reached a point where I truly feel the need for a reset.

That is why I decided to do a 30-day OMAD reset.

For me, this is not only about weight. It is also about creating a period of metabolic calm. I want to explore the benefits of longer fasting windows, including better metabolic flexibility, possible autophagy-related effects, and a more stable rhythm after months of hormonal turbulence.

Yesterday I landed in Spain, where I am now surrounded by beautiful fresh produce and incredible Spanish ingredients. It feels like a good place to begin something intentional. The plan is to complete this reset before I leave for a girls’ trip to Krakow in mid-April.

But before day one officially began, I gave myself one final celebratory meal.

Yesterday was my real cheat day meal. It felt deserved. A small celebration of making it through four egg retrievals, four rounds of hormonal upheaval, and the decision to begin these next 30 days with structure and purpose. I had a burger, fries, and beer. Things I do not usually eat very often. And honestly, it was absolutely fantastic.

There was something deeply satisfying about letting that meal be exactly what it was. Not optimized. Not strategic. Just joyful. A real pause between one chapter and the next.

Then came day one.

Day one on OMAD felt calm and surprisingly controlled.

I had around three noticeable waves of hunger during the day. That did not worry me. It felt more like my body responding to old meal patterns than true emergency hunger. Each wave came, stayed for a while, and then passed. That reminded me that hunger is often temporary. It is not always a crisis. I kept telling myself that hunger is a feeling I can observe and regulate, and that gave me a sense of control throughout the day.

I also had three cups of coffee, which probably made the fasting window easier. Coffee tends to blunt appetite a little for me, and it can make the shift into a more fat-based energy state feel smoother.

My single meal ended up being smaller than I had planned, but that was not intentional.

The reason was mostly the rhythm of the day. The day before, I had traveled from Tbilisi with a layover in Istanbul and slept only one hour in total during the whole journey. Last night, after arriving, I slept for eleven hours. Clearly, my body needed it. Because I slept so long, much of the day disappeared, and I also had work to catch up on.

Later, my boyfriend and I went grocery shopping, and that turned into a whole experience in itself. It is always fun to explore a new supermarket in a new country, especially when there is so much selection and so many unfamiliar products. We spent almost two hours there and filled two shopping carts. We are staying in this apartment in southern Spain for about two to three weeks, so we wanted to stock up properly.

By the time the day settled, I ended up eating less than I had expected.

My meal consisted of tuna in olive oil, sardines in tomato sauce, green olives, avocado, and a little dark chocolate. In total it came to roughly 880 kcal, with around 55 grams of protein, 66 grams of fat, and very little carbohydrate. So even though the calories were lower than planned, the composition of the meal was still solid. It was low carb, relatively ketogenic, and rich in fats and nutrients from fish, olives, olive oil, and avocado.

From a metabolic perspective, my body has probably already started moving toward greater fat use, especially because carbohydrate intake was low. Over the next few days, as glycogen stores continue to fall, ketone production will likely increase and the adaptation may become more noticeable.

What I take with me from day one is that this felt like a gentle start. Not dramatic. Not chaotic. Just steady.

This reset will also move with me. We are staying here in southern Spain for the next couple of weeks, then driving to Barcelona to return the rental car, and from there flying on to Cannes. So this fasting period will not stay in one place. It begins in Spain and continues into France.

That feels symbolic somehow. A reset carried across borders, climates, and routines.

Day one is done, and for now, I feel steady.