Weight a Minute, Don’t Lie to Me or You Will Die-t!
I’m not really into junk food. I eat healthy, home cooked food, mostly organic. My morning toast is made with whole grain high fiber organic bread that costs seven bucks a loaf and sometimes tastes like a brick. I eat fruits and vegetables too, and drink organic coffee and tea and lots of untreated well water. But I do supplement my healthy diet with an occasional doughnut binge. I can’t help myself. I was raised in Dunkin Donuts land, or Connecticut as it’s more commonly known. Everybody there is strung out on doughnuts and coffee.
And l hate diets. Because I like to eat. And they are always so disappointing. Three weeks of eating low-fat, low-carb, low-sugar, high fiber mini-meals and I’ve lost a whopping one pound. Oh wow, look, I think my cheek is a millimeter thinner on the right side of my face. The side I chew on.
It’s not that I don’t know HOW to diet. I studied nutrition when I was earning re-certification credits as an aerobics instructor, something I did for a decade and a half. I read about nutrition and dieting all the time–in magazines, on-line and in books. I’ve read piles and piles of diet books. I made a hobby of it for awhile. I would check out stacks of them at a time from the library and go home and read them. I burned more calories lugging the books home than following anything I ever read in one. On occasion I would even purchase a diet book so I could have it with me. Always.
If I counted up all the diet books I’ve studied from the first one I bought at the tender age of sixteen, I’m sure it would be well over a hundred books. That first one was entitled “The Save Your Life Diet” and it extolled the benefits of a high fiber diet. It got me off the wonder bread habit permanently, for which I am grateful, and earned me a new family nick name–The Fiber Queen. HA! They laughed at me then, but I was the only one in the family with a whistling clean colon when I had my first colonoscopy decades later! As the old SNL Colon Blow routine taught us: Fiber–It’s nature’s broom.
I’ve read books that promoted ancient diets, low-carb diets, low fat, low cholesterol, high fiber, red meat, no meat, no fruit, no yeast, no sugar, no diet diets. I even bought a diet book once that claimed drinking water with sugar or oil in it will make you skinny! And all of these diet books start out explaining that they are gonna tell you exactly what you have to do to finally lose weight, simply and easily, without giving up your favorite foods and without being hungry. Then they give you case studies of people who had tried every diet in the book and even had their jaws wired shut for six months or locked themselves in an empty meat locker for a year and still couldn’t lose weight, who miraculously and effortlessly lost weight on the diet they are about to so graciously share with you because they care about you and want you to have the healthy, sexy, admirable body you deserve. And you just won’t believe how easy it’s going to be!
Then they get all spooky pseudo-scientific about the theory behind their particular diet plan and why it’s the ONLY diet that really works and aren’t you the lucky one to have this highly scientific and well studied and documented diet tome in your chubby little hands. Trust me. There’s a formula to these books. I could write one, I’m sure, if I had any credentials. If you have credentials and would like to write one but need a ghost writer, call me. We’ll work out a deal.
By now you’re feeling pretty good about things. This sounds great! I am gonna do it this time! I’m gonna look so good and get so thin, people won’t recognize me at all and their jaws will drop when they hear my voice coming out of my slender little face and they realize it’s me! I am soooo excited!
So you read on. And realize the first few chapters were a crock of shit. You cannot eat your favorite foods because your favorite foods are pizza and mashed potatoes with mushroom gravy and cinnamon donuts. No, sorry, you cant eat THOSE favorite foods. You have to find other favorite foods to eat–like tomatoes, without salt, olive oil or fresh mozzarella of course, BUT…you can have basil and vinegar on em–all you can eat! And cucumbers! By the pound. Lettuce leaves! Eat away, just don’t drizzle them with any dressing so they actually taste like something, too much fat, and you can eat eggs but only the whites, throw the evil golden yellow yolks down the drain, and that egg white omelette can’t be fried in butter or oil, just maybe half teaspoon of extra virgin olive oil in a non stick coated pan. It will taste so scrumptious when you sprinkle on a few herbs and black pepper, but no salt, what are you an idiot? And ketchup is full of sugar so forget about it. Try mustard. And then choke it all down with some vile tasting herbal tea with no sweetener, not even a dab of honey, but I promise you you’re gonna love it and it will rev up your metabolism like a super charged 750 horse power big block Chevy. And never, ever, ever, eat a banana. They make you fat. It’s such bullshit.
So basically I have a head full of diet knowledge and no practical experience at dieting. Because the books lie to me and make me feel all warm and fuzzy about the upcoming dieting experience they promise me is gonna be a piece of cake, literally, and which, of course, is more like a lemon water and piece of romaine experience, which is freaking boring and gets old fast.
But I’m twenty pounds heavier than I was when I was teaching aerobics, and I need to lose the weight. My no diet or die lifestyle isn’t working so well. It’s gotten bad. I’m to the point that I feel righteous and sit around wondering why I’m not losing weight because I haven’t had a doughnut in three weeks. Thank God no one is making tasty organic doughnuts out there, or I would be forced to consider that jaw wiring diet I mentioned earlier. As it is, I can usually talk myself out of them because they are full of sugar and evil GMO flour and oil and other crap I don’t want to consume, at least on a regular basis. That makes it a little less agonizing.
But I’m still hemming and hawing about the diet. I know I have to do this. I don’t know what I’m waiting for. I actually have the head knowledge to create a very healthy, sane and not so terrible to eat diet plan that will work for me, over time, if I commit myself to it. I think I have a mental block, from years and years of reading about diets and never really dieting. It’s like being an arm chair traveler as opposed to a real one. There’s lots less stress, less hassle and less expense watching Rick Steve’s in Europe on PBS than actually getting on a plane and flying somewhere. It’s comfortable and safe and warm here in my chair, and I can take naps. And dream about organic doughnuts and a world where eating all my favorite foods really does make me thin. Maybe when I wake up, I’ll eat a banana. I’m that bad.
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