The trials and tribulations of diets
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As I write this I imagine that many of you have been in the same place I currently am in. For as long as I can remember I have struggled with my weight, was it my fault? I certainly did not help the situation, not when my favourite foods are bread, pasta and chocolate ... like 99% of the population.
As a chubby child, the weight never really got to me, I was lucky, everyone accepted me regardless of my size! Then the terrible age of 15 hit me and the weight was unbearable and had to go! From that moment until now I have been searching for the answer to keep those nasty pounds off, have I found it? Not just yet but I am trying to be hopeful.
Hopeful? Well yes and I'll tell you why. It took me a while to realise that no fad diet was ever going to be a cure. Whether it be Atkins, or Weight Watchers or even that Beverly Hills Diet (God that was one awful experience I do not intend to relive). Besides the obvious reasons, weight loss was hard, and a few years back I was also diagnosed with PCOS. This meant one thing to me and one thing only... losing weight was going to be an even harder battle!
A few weeks ago I decided on a new approach, to see a nutritionist and try something new. Instead of a diet, I'm on the path to changing my eating habits once and for all. So goodbye diet and hello healthy lifestyle. I make this sound like something easy and positive... well I have news for you, IT IS NOT! Before starting this new lifestyle I drove myself to good old Mc Donalds and made sure I ate every single bite of that burger followed by a box of donuts (I kid, it was one donut but a girl can dream).
I am not sure if you guys have heard of Low GL, it is similar to Low GI but you are actually allowed more variety with this diet. The hardest thing to cut out for me has been the chocolate, breads and pasta. I haven't managed to cut out my yummy bagels yet but I am working on it. Swapping to wholegrain is definitely a work in progress.
I must say that I've been extremely determined so I persevered. Unfortunately we all have bad habits relating to diets and one of mine is weighing myself every morning! I know, I know, crazy right? The body fluctuates on a daily basis so what am I thinking? My OCD just won't let me throw the scales away but this too is something I'm working on.
This morning rolled around and as part of my usual routine, the weighing of oneself commenced, and my face did indeed drop. After two weeks of no junk and a month of no diet coke (why thank you, thank you very much) I seem to have gained. I am sure you can imagine how I felt this morning, disappointed does not even begin to comprehend how I was and still am feeling. So what now? Do I give up or keep going? As hard as it is for me to keep going I have to! I need to give this a proper shot.
For all of you battling this same fight, ignore that jelly donut and put down that yummy juicy cheeseburger, you started this for a reason so you have to try and see it to the end. Let me know if you have any secrets to staying motivated and on track, I could certainly use them about now!
