Okay, bacon doesn’t really have anything to do with today’s post, however my house reeks of grease. We had bacon for dinner on Wednesday night and last night I made pork tenderloin sandwiches, and of course they are also cooked in grease. Ugh. That’s one smell I really could live without.
Anyway the real reason for this post has to do with…………………….dieting. Yes, yes, I know I said weeks ago that we were going to be back on the diet wagon. But unfortunately, our combined weight was just too much for one wagon to handle and we promptly broke down within a day or two of crawling on it. I tried to warn you, I really did, but this is not a house chock full of will power but of Brand power.
Sam went back to the doctor for a follow-up visit on Wednesday morning, and of course the subject of weight loss came up – it always does, that’s why I don’t go. His doctor actually prescribed exercise…7 days a week! Yeah, right. Like that’s going to make him do it. It’s Friday, and there has been zero exercising going on around here. I ask you, where do y’all get your motivation to jump on a treadmill, or hotfoot it to the gym? What makes you want to sweat and feel your muscles burning beneath your skin – causing them to seize up for the next 24 hours and making it impossible to even move or get comfortable? I just don’t see the attraction. I really don’t.
Okay, I really shouldn’t poke my chubby finger into the fun pot over this. I realize that 99% of our current health problems are a direct result of our obesity. But frankly, eating is a whole lot more enjoyable than dieting and exercising. I’m a pro at it, and I like being able to say that I’m good at something.
Sam’s spoke to his doctor about a couple of different options for weight loss – the main thought in our minds lately has been lap band surgery. She really dis-recommended it though. Because it’s obvious we like to cook, she suggested that we try the South Beach diet. We’ve heard of it, but have never really investigated it simply because we assumed it was another fad diet like Program 21, Total Body Makeover, and the Zone. I mean, how seriously can you take a diet named after one of the most superficial places in America – like Miami? But, Sam stopped at the bookstore and picked up a copy of the book so we could check it out.
Overall, it doesn’t look like a bad program, except it has one major flaw as we see it. It cuts carbs almost completely out of your life. And we all know how attached I am to my starchy friends. In fact, the first two weeks is a total carb detox – zero carbs are allowed. That means, no mashed potatoes, no fries, no rolls, no toast, no rice, no corn, no peas, no cereal, no croutons, no baked potatoes, no boiled potatoes, no cinnamon rolls, you’re not even allowed to eat oyster crackers! Aaaarrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhh!!! I can feel my body going into a convulsion already, and we haven’t even decided if we’re going to do this diet. Oh wait, that was just my stomach growling…
So enough whining from this side of the monitor. What do you guys think? South Beach or Weight Watchers? Or is there another program out there that you’ve found to work for you, and why?