Here's a guest post from my friend Cathy Liden Traugot, wife and mom of two.
I used to be one of those girls who could eat Ben and Jerry’s for breakfast and
not gain a pound. Age caught up. Officially north of 25 on the BMI index, unable
to fit into any shorts this spring and nursing an injury that kept me from the
gym, I needed to go on a diet.
I nixed food journaling --too much effort. I
won’t be weighed in public. Then a friend mentioned her two weeks on that diet
named after a famous beach.
Since there is a dollop of science behind low-carb diets, I ate a Last Supper at an Italian restaurant and then devoted myself to chicken Caesar salads (minus the croutons), low-fat string cheese and lots of eggs and turkey bacon. Two weeks later I’ve lost 6.5 pounds and learned to love green vegetables again. My carb cravings calmed down by Day 7.
But there were aspects of the diet that made me appreciate why nothing
really substitutes for eating healthy, non-processed foods. Without bread and
crackers in my diet, the salt in turkey bacon and lean turkey cold cuts
assaulted my tongue. But as I needed these “convenience” foods to get through
the diet, I ate them and tried not to think about those studies linking
processed meats to cancer.
Pre-diet I was already a Splendaholic – but mostly to
sweeten coffee. Now Splenda was in my coffee, my caffeine-free diet soda, my
fake sugar fudgsicles, and faux tiramisu.
Have I really solved any diet
problems? Or am I introducing other ones? Guess I’ll find out.