Sunday, June 5, 2016
Sugar Detox Fail by Jamie Hill
A couple of months ago I announced that I was starting a new "diet" which emphasized clean eating and organic, whole foods. The program focused on serious exercise and provided a Facebook group page for support. The group quickly turned into a crowded blur, and I nearly drove myself batty trying to keep up.
I lasted about two weeks.
Clean eating sounds good, but is harder to put into practice than one might think. I personally have little interest in straining and making my own almond milk, and buying only organic meat and produce. I realized pretty quickly I'd jumped on the wrong bandwagon.
My mother suggested I take another look at Weight Watchers. Been there, done that, I told her. The last time was probably twenty years ago. I'd had some success but had never stuck with it. As I started thinking about what I truly did want in an eating program, I realized Weight Watchers was exactly what I was after. Regular food in moderate portions, with some flexibility. I did my research and discovered they were having a sale, and that the leader in my area was the same woman I knew from years before.
So roughly a month ago I marched my happy rear into the meeting and reacquainted myself with the woman and the program. She was just as warm and welcoming as I remembered. She'd also known my husband, and we reminisced about him as well. It was a very positive experience for me.
Flash forward four weeks. I got a key chain for 4-week attendance and a charm to put on it for having lost 5% of my body weight already. I haven't been perfect but I'm losing consistently and moving more than I ever did in the past. The program works when you work the program, and I'm excited to see where it will take me.
I'm starting to think about writing again. I'll keep you posted on that front. Enjoy your June weather!
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