a dull roar
So. Fatass week has ended. And partially as a result of the sugary mayhem, Robin and I have decided to get back to eating healthier. Part of our problem is that weekends can be a hectic time for us, and we have a tendency to eat out. Grab a burger at the mall, or go to dinner with friends, etc. That’s going to get cut out.
Robin’s Mum tried to get us to start the G.I. Diet last year when she and Robin’s Dad started it. It was recommended by his Cardiologist, I think. At any rate, I heard a lot of clucking about the amount of Fat in Atkins, and how GI was so much better, and how MiL lost an insane amount of weight (apparently dropped back to her high-school weight naturally). It’s taken a year, but I bought the book and I’m willing to give it a try. I’m just scared shitless of the damn diet, that’s all. Shitless.
Why? Well…after finding that by eating fat I was losing some weight and my knees weren’t hurting…it seems very contradictory to give that up for FAT FREE EVERYTHING. Fat Free yogurt. Low Fat Milk. Low fat cheeses (very sparingly, too, and only for taste…cry!). Sure, you add in some grains and nuts and actually eat the damned yogurt…but…but….*whine*.
Oh, and apparently even though research is now showing that coconut oil is good for you, tropical oils are supposed to be VERY BAD SATURATED FATS, and should be AVOIDED at all costs!
How the hell am I supposed to keep my head screwed on?
I’ve decided that I’ll try the GI thing for a couple of weeks. If I’m not feeling any better or dropping any more weight, I’ll be going back to Atkins & dumping those grains for my fats. You notice it’s not just a matter of just losing the weight…it’s the “feeling any better” thing that comes first.
