New Year, New Diet
I can’t seem to quit dieting. I say that I’m going to. I swear it off forever. I know that diets don’t work and that I always gain the weight back. But that doesn’t stop me from chasing that 15-pound dream. I usually stress about what diet I should do…should I Whole 30 (claims not to be a diet but it’s a diet)? Macro counting? MyFitnessPal calorie counting? Fasting? Keto (not really, I never really consider this one, it seems miserable)?
I tend to stick with plans longer if they’re “eat this, not that” as opposed to the overall smart principle of just trying to burn more calories than you consume. So rather than allot for my favorite sweet treats in my calorie budget so I can enjoy all foods, I endlessly eat things like frozen grapes when I really want candy, trying to convince myself they’re just as satisfying.
It’s January 13 and I’m still going strong with what’s become my own unique form of deprivation - no bread, no chips, no candy, no ice cream - no fried stuff (except one meal out with some fried pickles, then right back on track).
Maybe this time I will finally lose the 15 pounds, or get closer to the realization that a different number on the scale or the way my midsection feels in pants will not, as I’ve previously believed, alter the course of my life.