So this South Beach diet seems to be going well. I’ve only been doing it for about 10 days and I’d say I’ve lost about 6lbs or more. My skinny jeans aren’t as tight and I have lost my double chin! Although I have just cut my hair shorter so that could just be an optical illusion. Anyway, the torturous part is over with now as the caffeine has finally left my system and the withdrawal symptoms are officially over! *PUNCH THE AIR AND SHOUT FUCK YEAH!*
Throughout my late teens, and now my adult life, I’ve been concerned about my weight. Most of the time that concern doesn’t lead to me doing anything about it, I just think about being fat whilst stuffing my face. I love food you see. From early childhood I can remember that we celebrated certain events with food. For example Christmas; we’d have a huge Bacchanalian feast that would feed us for days. The house would be full of chocolates, cakes, crisps and biscuits. There’d always be the smell of roasted meats in the air with the heady spices of cinnamon and nutmeg greeting you as you when you came in from the cold. That for me is one of my earliest and favourite memories of food. So I suppose I then associated all food indulgences with celebrations, and thus leading down the slippery slope of making every day a celebration. And that made me fat.
I don’t really mind being chubby to be honest, I quite like having curves and a bit of wobble. I mean who doesn’t like jelly! What I don’t like is finding a lovely dress and seeing that, although it comes in XL, XL is a size 14. I mean in what universe is a size 14 an EXTRA LARGE?! That’s like saying a row boat is a cruise liner! No wonder society is obsessed with image and many vulnerable people are turning to eating disorders as they have a distorted view of their bodies, and of other peoples. I’m not going to pretend to know the answers because I don’t think anyone truly has them, all I know is it’s stupid and damaging and wrong. Not people with psychological eating disorders, they’re not stupid and damaging and wrong, the fashion industry, that’s stupid and damaging and wrong….
Anyway, the South Beach diet. It’s quite good, you get to eat a lot of protein which makes you feel fuller longer, and you can snack on nuts or low fat cheese. You can have ricotta puddings and sugar free jelly. I’ve even made little almond cakey cookie things that are lovely, but are made with ground almonds rather than flour, so are better for you (somehow). So for 2 weeks there’s no carbs allowed, which for someone who loves pasta, bread, cereal and potatoes it was quite a task. Now however, it’s fine, I don’t really miss them too much…except that one of my office-mates brought in mince pies today, fucking temptress. But I have vowed to stay “clean” until the end of Phase 1. The only concession is alcohol; I don’t think I’d have survived the weekend without alcohol to take the edge off the caffeine withdrawal. So that could have slowed my weight loss down somewhat but to be honest, I don’t really care. I’m losing weight because I want to, at a rate that’s comfortable, and on an “eating plan” that I can keep up for a very long time. Phase 2 is the time to reintroduce some carbs, but good ones. Like whole wheat pita bread and pasta, sweet potatoes instead of…erm, savoury potatoes. To be honest, it’s more about eating sensibly and limiting the amount of over processed foods I eat, so makes a lot of sense. I’m not even interested in the number of pounds or ounces that I’ve lost, I’m more interested in how my body feels and looks and once I get to where I’m happier with my shape, I’ll move on to Phase 3, maintaining. I just need to watch the portions and not have carbs with every meal, or if I do they need to be good ones.
One of the unexpected, but very welcome affects of the diet so far is that my skin is incredible! I don’t know whether it’s the lack of caffeine, sugar or carbs or the weight loss that’s improved my skin but I’m certainly very happy about it. So for that alone I would happily recommend it. Also, I haven’t really felt hungry. That doesn’t mean I’m not eating though, put a plate of sautéed salmon, scallops, pepper and onion in front of me and I’ll wolf it down, but I won’t then need a snack later in the evening. So it seems like I’ve found my diet.