I love the beach! Blue-green water, white sands, balmy breezes...what's not to love? I would be happy to vacation at the beach every year. Well, any beach but South Beach. Three weeks ago I decided to kick start some weight loss by following the South Beach Diet Plan. I'd done it before with great results. My first two weeks were great -- five pounds down. Third week? Not so much. No pounds lost -- none, zero, nunca, nada...zip! In one part of my brain I think that should be good, because I did have that giant corn dog at the rodeo on Saturday. It's the rodeo. What else could I have? A loaded baked potato? (South Beach's version of evil) Well, I did have that small nibble of Abigail's funnel cake. Nirvana! Oh yeah, and a couple handfuls of Rebecca's cotton candy. OK, so maybe I haven't been as good as I could have this week. It would probably be easier if I just didn't care about health, and feeling good, and fitting into the clothes in my closet. But, I do. Back to the "no sweets - no carbs" drawing board for me. I can do it! I know I can. Really. Probably. Maybe. Sigh...
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Any Beach but South Beach
I love the beach! Blue-green water, white sands, balmy breezes...what's not to love? I would be happy to vacation at the beach every year. Well, any beach but South Beach. Three weeks ago I decided to kick start some weight loss by following the South Beach Diet Plan. I'd done it before with great results. My first two weeks were great -- five pounds down. Third week? Not so much. No pounds lost -- none, zero, nunca, nada...zip! In one part of my brain I think that should be good, because I did have that giant corn dog at the rodeo on Saturday. It's the rodeo. What else could I have? A loaded baked potato? (South Beach's version of evil) Well, I did have that small nibble of Abigail's funnel cake. Nirvana! Oh yeah, and a couple handfuls of Rebecca's cotton candy. OK, so maybe I haven't been as good as I could have this week. It would probably be easier if I just didn't care about health, and feeling good, and fitting into the clothes in my closet. But, I do. Back to the "no sweets - no carbs" drawing board for me. I can do it! I know I can. Really. Probably. Maybe. Sigh...
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You are too funny. I am impressed that you lasted as long as you did on the no-carbs, no-sweets, no-fun diet. I definitely think Weight Watchers is the way to go, though my favorite weight-loss system is the Scotland version: go to Scotland for 6 months, walk a ton and don't eat out, lose lots of weight. Too bad it doesn't last in the States. I need another go at it. Care to join me?
I'll go to Scotland with you, Barb!
Oh, wait - that's not what you meant. Drat.
Uh, if either of you figure out the key to this weight thing, will you let me in on the secret? In the meantime I am going to go on with the not-really-caring-all-that-much approach. Someday I hope to move overseas to a third world country where I buy fresh veggies every day at the outdoor market, ice cream costs $10 per half gallon when you can get it, and we don't drive anywhere unless we're leaving town. Oh, and the town is built on the side of a mountain.
Yep ... that's the weight-loss plan for me. :-)
Care to join me?
My plan was to join the gym. I started really good last week and went 3 times. Then this week I got sick, so no gym for me. So much for off to a good start. Hopefully the coughing will go away soon and I can get back in the swing of things.
Actually, Sharon, that IS what I was talking about. I wanna go back to Scotland, though not for that long this time. I'm not so sure about the third world country, but it probably will be a great weight loss program. Though you don't need it. Neither of you do. As for me, I've always taken the not-caring approach. Unfortunately, that's what's gotten me where I am today... Hm...
Yeah, that's what you think, Barb. ;-) Actually, I do currently reside in the "overweight" category on the BMI scale. Ironically, I dropped out of that category (for the first time in years) within six months of my son's birth, but that didn't last. But, I digress.
I'd go to Scotland with you. We spent two nights/three days in Edinburgh back in '97. It wasn't nearly long enough. But, my favorite part of the island? Wales. Oh, yeah. Wales. Wow.
Girls, I think we are all dreamers. I'm thinking heaven is probably my best bet at this point.
Have you bought your juicer yet?...I'm not getting you one for your birthday. I don't buy those kind of presents for birthdays! I thought you weren't going to do "South Beach" again. What happened to six small meals a day? And of course, all that water!!! Oh that reminds me, I need to go drink a glass of water. Haven't had one today and it is 11:10. I think I'm going to have to set alarms to remind me to drink water.
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