So...I did the deed. I took the first step in the dance. I applied a tiny patch with a tiny bead to a specific spot behind each of my ears. I massaged them the specified number of times and I breathed deeply the specified amount of times.
Here's what I didn't do -- eat anything. From now until 12 noon I may only drink 0 calorie beverages. From 12-6 pm I can either choose to begin the program with a "milk day" or a fruit and veggie day. I can't decide. I've prepared by buying a gallon of fresh, raw milk from pastured cows, and a bunch of fruits and veggies. Both can deteriorate quickly, so maybe that wasn't the smartest move.
I can make some of the milk into ice cream today --flavored with Walden Farms chocolate or maple syrup that I picked up last week. and I can plan to eat the juicy strawberries, avocado, cauliflower, etc that's stacked up in my fridge (my veggie drawers have never been so stuffed) -- that sounds like a plan. I think I've decided.
At noon - I speak with my diet counselor on the phone. I've already listened to an online version of the training --accessible only after you pay the fee and get your "starter kit" with your acupressure beads. Ther remaining questions are picayune. Can I use Truvia instead of Splenda? Can I use butter buds? Basically --this is a starvation diet - but the beads are supposed to suppress your appetite as well as fool your body into thinking its getting sufficient calories so your metabolism doesn't shut down--and your body doesn't start recruiting nutrients by eating up your muscle and organ tissue-- just fat -- your body starts munching on its own fat - and you drink drink drink water and whatever other 0 calorie drink you enjoy, to flush it away. I like Zevia soda and STEAZ --another great stevia product that incorporates Green Tea and Fizz. It better be YUM if it's the only thing you have to look forward to between the hours of 6 PM and 12 Noon the following day!
I weighed in --194.6
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
First Day of the Last Diet
Today I'm embarking on an adventure in eating (or not eating) in a last ditch effort to drop 35 or more pounds of fat that have clung to me for 17 years. We're pretty good friends, these pounds of fat and me. I gain a few, I lose a few, but I keep coming back to this same place --and I wonder how my body (And mind) are going to adjust to finally giving them up, melting them away, peeing them into the world at large.
I'm not going to name this diet, at least not yet, but it's been around for 10 years. It's word of mouth --you meet someone who's been there, done that, and you're amazed. And they tell you about it and direct you to a place where you can get more information - if you're really serious.
They are the living proof-- who needs ads? They are people you trust. Beyond reproach. No bullshit.
You've been practicing trying to lose weight for a long time. You're better at the routine but so far, unsuccessful. This is it. This is the last diet.
Imagine going back to the place where you never used to think about food, except whether or not you felt like eating any? A skinny kid, a skinny adult, I gained weight little by little but mostly imperceptibly until 40 --and BAM! Various factors merged into the production and maintenance of an extra 35 pounds. Have they been protection? A reflection of some inner psychic struggle? Maybe. That's the scariest part -- what inner demons will be uncovered as the pounds melt, drip drip drip, revealing the underlying form. Maybe none? Maybe the butterfly will emerge from the cocoon transformed! It feels like the time is right.
I'm between "jobs", it's summer, this diet should only last about 2 months...then I transition back to "normal" eating with 2 days of semi-fasting per week. I can handle that. My set -point is supposed to be changed.so that my hypothalamus (sort of sounds like a zoo animal) will be happily directing fat cells into the fat burning furnace to maintain a new, lower, lighter poundage. Lighter on my feet, knees unburdened, a waist creeping into view -- that's the main thing. I lost my waist and with it, any my self esteem.
So, Today I start...
I'm not going to name this diet, at least not yet, but it's been around for 10 years. It's word of mouth --you meet someone who's been there, done that, and you're amazed. And they tell you about it and direct you to a place where you can get more information - if you're really serious.
They are the living proof-- who needs ads? They are people you trust. Beyond reproach. No bullshit.
You've been practicing trying to lose weight for a long time. You're better at the routine but so far, unsuccessful. This is it. This is the last diet.
Imagine going back to the place where you never used to think about food, except whether or not you felt like eating any? A skinny kid, a skinny adult, I gained weight little by little but mostly imperceptibly until 40 --and BAM! Various factors merged into the production and maintenance of an extra 35 pounds. Have they been protection? A reflection of some inner psychic struggle? Maybe. That's the scariest part -- what inner demons will be uncovered as the pounds melt, drip drip drip, revealing the underlying form. Maybe none? Maybe the butterfly will emerge from the cocoon transformed! It feels like the time is right.
I'm between "jobs", it's summer, this diet should only last about 2 months...then I transition back to "normal" eating with 2 days of semi-fasting per week. I can handle that. My set -point is supposed to be changed.so that my hypothalamus (sort of sounds like a zoo animal) will be happily directing fat cells into the fat burning furnace to maintain a new, lower, lighter poundage. Lighter on my feet, knees unburdened, a waist creeping into view -- that's the main thing. I lost my waist and with it, any my self esteem.
So, Today I start...
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